Lyrics
[Intro] [Fast Palm-Muted Guitar & Snare Rush]
Broken plastic on the black stage wood
I'm doing things you never thought I could
[Verse 1] [Fast Driving Beat & Bass]
Third chord of the chorus and the pick snapped clean
Hardest rhythm playing that you've ever seen
I strum with my thumb, I don't miss a beat
Dancing on the edge of my combat-booted feet
The crowd is screaming at the front row rail
I'm way too strong for your plans to fail
[Pre-Chorus] [Fast Snare Roll & Bassline]
Blood on the pickguard, fire in my eyes
I don't need your half-hearted lies
[Chorus] [High-Energy Pop-Punk Drop]
Split green Tortex pick upon the stage floor
I am not your fragile little doll anymore
Singing at the top of my rebellious lungs
Speaking in bold and energetic tongues
Rock out, shout loud, break the plastic thin
This is the concert where I finally win
[Verse 2] [Guitar Strum & Pumping Kick]
Amplifiers shaking on the riser stand
Best female rock show in the entire land
I throw the broken pick into the cheering crowd
Never felt so completely proud
[Bridge] [Screaming Vocal Run & Drum Solo]
Oh, let the drummer pound the double-time beat!
We own the arena and we own the street!
No tears, no regrets, no looking behind
Leaving every single compromise behind!
[Chorus] [Full Grand Pop-Punk Climax]
Split green Tortex pick upon the stage floor
I am not your fragile little doll anymore
Singing at the top of my rebellious lungs
Speaking in bold and energetic tongues
Rock out, shout loud, break the plastic thin
This is the concert where I finally win
[Outro] [Fast Drum Roll to Final Power Chord]
Broken pick...
Victory.
[Fade Out]
[End]