Part I

I am strong
I am able
I spill milk on your table
Then I crawl like a baby
Just to see if you save me

I am sweet
I am ugly
I am mean if you love me
I´ll try hard just to please you
When I say I don´t need you

I dress up with a conscience
When I think you´ll be watching
I say all the right things
I don´t know what I mean

Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through

I am ignorant and rude
I am fashionably crude
And sometimes when it´s quiet
I´m an angel in white

When I pose in the mirror
I want everyone near me
I am scared that I´m weird
I´m afraid I am queer

I am lovely and weak
I am foul when I speak
I am strange when I´m kind
I am frying my mind

Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through

I don´t care, I don´t care

Jesus loves me I know
For my mom told me so
I´m a loser at love
I´m a flower in the mud

Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through

Am I
Am I
Getting Through
Am I
Am I
Getting Through

Part II

Don´t you hate it
When the money starts to running out
Your esoteric rants
Were made to twist and shout
I heard you moved
Now you´re hangin on the Moulin Rouge
Don´t you know no matter where you go
Somebody´s always watching you
That´s what they say
That´s what they say
When the pages fade the love you made
Will seem one hundred light years away

That´s what they say
That´s what they say