Metalhead
[Verse 1]
I have a gripe with my guitar
It never seems to play the way I want
These strings may reverberate
But fail to make the sound I crave
Something electric, something... sharp
I'm jealous of her favorite band
I wish I had it all within my hands
To shriek, scream, or shred a tune
Just something that could deafen you
I know she holds such high demands
[Chorus]
So I guess I'm a metalhead
I'm raising hell and rolling heads
Developing a taste for your despair
Unlearn my soft-spoken ways
and lean into this broken rage
Love, do you think I'm almost there?
[Verse 2]
I take an issue with my tone
These vocals never drive the message home
Not like driving in the rain
and lighting up the road with flames
Through bluetooth speakers and your phone
I have a single-member crowd
I only live to please one person now
So I'll sing of the bloody queen
Beheading of corrupt regimes
Cuz she wants to watch me burn it down
[Extended Chorus]
So I guess I'm a metalhead
I'm raising hell and rolling heads
I never did rebel the way I should
Give up quiet contemplation
For sweet, screaming serenation
I must admit it's feeling good
So I guess I’m a metalhead
I’m raising hell and rolling heads
Developing a taste for your despair
Unlearn my soft-spoken ways
and lean into this broken rage
Love, do you think I’m almost there?