Cheerleader

(Originally by St. Vincent)

I've had good times
with some bad guys
I've told whole lies
with a half smile
held your bare bones
with my clothes on
I've thrown rocks
that hit both my arms

I don't know what good it serves
pouring my purse in the dirt

But I-I-I-I-I don't wanna be your cheerleader no more
I-I-I-I-I don't wanna be your cheerleader no more

I've played dumb
when I knew better
tried so hard
just to be clever
I know honest thieves
I call family
I've seen America
with no clothes on

But I-I-I-I-I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more
I-I-I-I-I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more

I don't know what I deserve
but for you I could work

'cause I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more
I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more
I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more
I don't wanna be a dirt eater no more
I don't wanna be a dirt eater no more
I don't wanna be a cheerleader no more