I ain't afraid
I, I ain't afraid, though my steps appear tentative
I scope it out, then I throw myself into it
I ain't ashamed in the fact that I'm sensitive
I believe that it is the perfect adjective
I wear my feelings on my sleeve, I suggested it
It serves me better than to swallow in a sedative
I am what I am and I'm good at it
And you don't like me, well that isn't fucking relevant
Ah, don't call me mad, there's a difference, I am angry
And your choice to call mе cute has offended mе
I have power, there are people who depend on me
And even you have time you wish to spend on me
I know you all think I'm unhinged
Well, wind it up and this honey bee stings
Did you think I was a puppet on strings?
Wind her up and this honey bee sings
Ah, ah, ah, ah, sun and the shine
Ah, ah, ah, ah, smile
Ah, ah, ah, ah, sun and the shine
Yeah, if you want me, you can find me at the bar
Lost souls congregate at the bar
Take a minute and remember who you are
Sip your drink, sip one more and you're a star
Ah, ah, ah, ah, sun and the shine
Ah, ah, ah, ah, smile
Ah, ah, ah, ah, sun and the shine
Ah, ah, ah, ah, smile
