Garbage - When I Grow Up

Ba da da daa...

Cut my tongue out, I've been caught out,
Like a giant juganaught.
Happy hours, golden showers,
On a cruise to freak you out.

We could fly a helicopter,
Nothing left to talk about.
Entertain you, celebrate you,
I'll be back to frame you.

When I grow up,
I'll be stable
When I grow up,
I'll turn the tables.

Trying hard to fit among you,
Floating out to wonderland.
Unprotected, God I'm pregnant,
Damn the consequences.

When I grow up,
I'll be stable
When I grow up,
I'll turn the tables.

Ba da da daa...

Blood and blisters on my fingers,
Chaos rules when we're apart.
Watch my temper, I go mental,
I'll try to be gentle.

When I grow up,
I'll be stable
When I grow up,
I'll turn the tables.

When I grow up,
When I grow up,
When I grow up,
I'll turn the tables.

Don't take offence, gotta make amends,
Rip it up to shreds and let it go.
Don't take offence, gotta make amends,
Rip it up to shreds and let it go.
Rip it up to shreds and let it go.

Oooh...

Ba da da baa...