I got names on my heart, demons in my head
Making deals with the monsters under my bed
When you´re rough, kinda strange, but you don´t need help
You´re just talking to yourself ´cause there´s nobody else

I, I, I, I
On my knees, getting so bored
I, I, I, I
I´ll be the star of the freak show

This is a song for the weirdos, the anti-heroes
Won´t fit in if you tried
A song for the freaks and the scumbags, the good kids gone bad
Live wild on the outside
As heavy Marlboro red
You´re wondering who´s your friends
This is a song for the weirdos, the anti-heroes
Won´t fit in if you tried

I wore the scars like they´re chains hanging from my neck

Not ashamed of myself ´cause it´s what you expect
When you rattle at the bars, screaming out for help
Maybe you´re turning on yourself ´cause there´s nobody else

I, I, I, I
On my knees, getting so bored
I, I, I, I
I´ll be the star of the freak show

This is a song for the weirdos, the anti-heroes
Won´t fit in if you tried
A song for the freaks and the scumbags, the good kids gone bad
Live wild on the outside
As heavy Marlboro red
You´re wondering who´s your friends

This is a song for the weirdos, the anti-heroes
Won´t fit in if you tried

This is a song for the weirdos, the anti-heroes
Won´t fit in if you tried
A song for the freaks and the scumbags, the good kids gone bad
Live wild on the outside
As heavy Marlboro red
You´re wondering who´s your friends
This is a song for the weirdos, the anti-heroes
Won´t fit in if you tried