My name is Billie and I'm freaking out I thought therefore I was well I can't really figure it out I sit alone with my thoughts and prayers Scream out my memories as if I was never there Standing at the edge of the world It's giving me the chills Looking down the edge of the world Lost in a tango, it's freaking me out Burning lights and blackouts From the edge of the world From the edge of the world I'm like a punk rocker on labor day How the hell did I work so hard to be born this way? I've never learned to read or write so well (freaking out) But I can play the guitar until it hurts like hell Standing at the edge of the world It's giving me the chills Looking down the edge of the world Lost in a tango, it's freaking me out Burning lights and blackouts From the edge of the world From the edge of the world <♪> If this is what you call the good life I want a better way to die If this is what you call the good life I want a better way to die Oh I Don't want to think about tomorrow Don't want to think about it, oh It doesn't matter anyway Oh I I want to start a revolution I want to hear it on my radio I'll put it off another day I want a new conspiracy And the silence of a thousand cries So hurry up I want a better way to die <♪> I'm running late to somewhere now where I don't want to be Where the future and promises ain't what it used to be I never wanted to compromise or bargain with my soul How did a life on the wild side ever get so full Somewhere now Somewhere now Somewhere now Somewhere Oh I Don't want to think about tomorrow Don't want to think about it, oh It doesn't matter anyway Oh I I want to start a revolution I want to hear it on my radio I'll put it off another day Oh I Don't want to think about tomorrow Don't want to think about it, oh It doesn't matter anyway Oh I I want to start a revolution I want to hear it on my radio I'll put it off another day