That's Me
Are you sure you wanna hear more?
What if I ain’t worth the while?
Not the style you’d be looking for?
If I’m sweet tonight,
things look different in the morning light –
I’m jealous and I’m proud,
if you hurt my feelings, I’ll cry out loud.
I’m Carrie not-the-kind-of-girl-you’d-marry.
That’s me.
Are you sure you wanna hear more?
Would I be the one you seek?
Mild and meek like the girl next door?
Don’t you realize
I may be an angel in disguise?
It’s lonely to be free,
but I’m not a man’s toy, I’ll never be.
I’m Carrie not-the-kind-of-girl-you’d-marry.
That’s me.
I don’t believe in fairy-tales,
sweet nothings in my ear.
But I do believe in sympathy.
That’s me, you see.
Are you sure you wanna hear more?
Won’t you have a drink with me,
just to see you’re not really sore?
I can’t help my ways,
I’m just not the girl to hide my face.
I’m Carrie not-the-kind-of-girl-you’d-marry.
That’s me.
I’m Carrie not-the-kind-of-girl-you’d-marry.
That’s me.
There’s a special love,
like an eagle flying with a dove;
I’ll find it in the end
if I keep on searching; but until then,
I’m Carrie not-the-kind-of-girl-you’d-marry.
That’s me.
