oh i don't need an education
just a microphone's intoxication
and i can't deal with concentration
give me tongues and stimulation
who are you to know my story
who are you to read my book
[chorus:]
i don't think you know how crazy,
people say i am
"you're running in the deep end, katy. why don't you give a damn?"
i've lost all sense of navigation,
but got my cali-fornication
don't give me words of hard degration,
i only accept infatuation
i'm a fragile kind of glass
i won't wear your stupid mask
[chorus]
i still hold hands with my creation
but cross my eyes at it's elation
and if i miss my graduation
i'll have one fucking long vacation |