As A Blonde

I was looking in the Mirror
Trying to find
A new reflection
Wanna take the road
Let's travel down
A different direction

Make some new mistakes
Forget the ones I've made
Cry some tears of joy
Dress more like a boy.

[Chorus:]
And come back as a blonde
Try a different lipstick on
As a blonde
Will I get whatever I want
Ill be ever so enticing
Take a lot of icing
Never have to watch my weight
Yeah when I'm gone
I'm gonna come back as a blonde

I wanna meet myself
As someone else
Just to see what it feels like
Take a walk
On the other side
Cause you know that I just might

Break some different hearts
Finish what I start
I'm not gonna wait
To mess around with fate

[Chorus:]
And come back as a blonde
Try a different lipstick on
As a blonde
Will I get whatever I want
Ill be ever so enticing
Take a lot of icing
Never have to watch my weight
Yeah when I'm gone
I'm gonna come back as a (blonde)

[Bridge:]
I'm tainted
I'm tired
Of being the same,
Yeah
I'm desperate,
I’m bored
I'm begging for change
What if your normal
And wanna be strange

[Chorus:]
Blonde!
Try a different lipstick on
As a blonde
Will I get whatever I want
I'll be ever so enticing
Take a lot of icing
Never have to watch my weight
Yeah, when I'm gone
I'm gonna come back as a

Blonde!
Wave my magic wand
As a blonde!
Will I get whatever I want?
I’ll be ever so enticing
Down a lot of ice cream
Never even wipe my face
Yeah, when I’m gone

I’m gonna come back, come back, come back
(I wanna come back!)
Come back, come back, come back
(I wanna come back!)
Come back, come back, come back
As a-
Blonde

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