Rocks
That is what my heart is made of
You see me in the grocery store
And you think
"That girl has a resting bitch face"
Do I know how to smile?
Refer to page one
Roll
That is what my mind says
You see me in the emergency room
And you think
"That girl looks depressed"
Do I know how to be grateful?
Refer to page three
I rock and I roll, thats what I do
I rock myself back and forth
As tears roll down my cheeks
My rock hard heart is broken
Stone cold, brain dead
So yeah, you could say I rock and roll
