I Want To Be An Astronaut, Break All The Rules You've Got,

I Want To Fade Like Black To Blue.

You Come Like A Carrousel, Like A Pocket Full Of Shotgun Shells,

And I Always Wake Alone.



I Don't Mind The Politics Of A Late Night Dirty Trick,

I Guess I Deserved A Little Bit.

But I Just Don't Understand. I Shake A Little When You Take My Hand,

'Cause I Don't Know Where The Hell You've Been.



It's Come Undone, And I'm Almost Over It.

I've Come Undone, And For The First Time I Think I Might Be All Right.



CHORUS:



Why Do You Always Gotta Kick Me Around, When I'm Beginning To Feel…

Sha-la-la Hey Hey… Here I Am.

Sha-la-la Hey Hey… Here I Am.

Why Do You Always Gotta Kick Me Around, Around, Around, Around…

Sha-la-la Hey Hey… Here I Am.