Connie Britton It's My Life
Get off my bad side
And I might do something right
Get off my wavelength
You're always telling what to do, how to act
How's a girl supposed to think
If you tell me I'm fickle
Then I can make up my mind, and it's plain to see
That if I believe you, that I'm fickle
Then it turns into a self-fulfilling prophecy
And it's my life
And I'm gonna figure it out
It's time to figure it out
And it's my life
I don't feel like showing you what I'm all about
Do I seem happy, well, thanks
I'm finally starting to do things for myself
Do I seem grounded,
That's 'cause I learned how to fly
And then I come back down
You keep waiting for me to screw up
I'm a science project under a telescope
But you know what, everybody, sometimes, is gonna screw up
That ain't no reason for me to give
'Cause it's my life
And I'm gonna figure it out
It's time to figure it out
And it's my life
I don't feel like showing you what I'm all about
My life
My life
'Cause it's my life
And I'm gonna figure it out
It's time to figure it out
And it's my life
I don't feel like showing you what I'm all about
