My cold, cold, stellar heart says get on your way

I aint to proud to say but thats how I′m made.

I′ll be that person ′til my dying day

I try so awful hard, but I can′t change.

From runways to the road, I ramble alone

This thumbnail sized of a heart is black as cole

Your beauty, it still brings me to my knees

Don′t waste a tear on me, this is my disease

Don′t need no slow man

Don′t need no slow man

I know I′m pickin up speed

Don′t need no slow man

Those preppy boys in blue

They′re makin fun of us

So we take it to the streets

Cuz we want to be first

But we′re not here to make your children bleed

We′re here to come around with the tumble weed

Don′t need no slow man

Don′t need no slow man

I know I′m pickin up speed

Don′t need no slow man

Now guitar, go get her!

Don′t take these boots off me when you′re thinking I′m dead

I′ll still be running from the demon in my head

I′ll be that person ′til my dying day

I try so awful hard, but I can′t change

Don′t need no slow man

Don′t need no slow man

I know I′m pickin up speed

Don′t need no slow man

Don′t need no...