Queen of the Scene - American Aquarium

She was tall and pale, she’s the queen of her scene

She hates the way I talk but she loves the way I sing

She spends too much time being something she ain’t

When the smoke all clears there’s always

Someone to blame

When you spend all your time trying to make things right

Guess you can’t clean it up if it’s broken inside

Never wants to listen to single word I say

No matter how much I ask her

I am what I am and I ain’t what I ain’t

I’m not yet a killer, but I’m far from a saint

I don’t really think it matters what I do

I don’t think I’ll ever be good enough for you

She doubted me like Thomas when I needed her like Paul

Turned her back on me like Judas and let me take the fall

She called me a traitor, she called me a lie

She fed me to the lions and hung me

She hung me out to dry

So I hear you got a new boy, he looks a lot like me

I bet he can’t sing like I sing

So I’ll just sit back, babe, and I’ll play my part

He may have your hand but I still got your heart