those women who work well beyond their means

are sharp smart and a delight
breaking down stereotypes,

there is nothing in this world
that is so precious
that love does not exist there.

i was headstrong, strung-out
an electronic buzz
an annoying ruse...
i amplied my girls, my geekiness
i kisses on the cheeks...
i was a hookup artist
not wanting commitment.

under the stars
under the stars
i cried like a child to know...

do not hate me because i'm ugly
use panthene.

under the stars
under the cold stars i cried.

i am a superstar,
an italian job,
a boosted up ego bungy jumper,
a twisted can,
a whirl of a witch.

do not hate me because i disturb

we wish for a better world

i am under the blanket of stars
i see
i am
i know.