Texty:
Saving Abel Miss America

You're telling me I can be your enemy Your enemy Another bloody Sunday Another sunburn on my skin Another lesson I begin Another bridge you've burned

You're contagious, get under my skin Tattooed my heart black again Contagious, no amount of sympathy Give me something to kill the pain There never was

I'm Miss America, my Miss America When does the fighting end? Where does the freedom begin? Whoa Where does the freedom begin? Whoa I'm Miss America, my Miss America

Love me not Love me do Whatever you want it's your right to choose Breaking the silence in haste of the day Screamin out loud just to hear me say I

in your head Is playing dead Sugar tongue rolling off your lips whispering You're not a stupid girl 'Cause your climbing up the list Pretty little, box office hit and miss

Then say it to my face Take your best shot at me And I don't think you're ready You want to step in the ring I'll put you in your place You're going