DIY Queen

St. Michael gave you your name and Francis made you a star
Took the songs that you sing and clipped the wings from the wire
Stood up and played shows to twelve, in Calistoga they knew
A single note cause you’re sweet, I wanna tell you
Take a chance on yourself, ignore those pop magazines
You’re the gold plated girl, you’re the DIY Queen
I know you say you miss me, but simple things never keep
Just take a chance on yourself
Cassavette was right, that you were sent from above
Puncture made you a saint, and killed the things that you loved
Just don’t act famous for me, I’m not the one you should choose
Beachcomber Don’s after eight, I wanna tell you
Take a chance on yourself, ignore those pop magazines
You’re the gold plated girl, you’re the DIY Queen
I know you say you miss me, but simple things never keep
Just take a chance on yourself
You wrote the anthems they sang, let diamonds shrink in the wash
Played the tight t-shirt game with Baby, Sporty, and Posh
I know we’ve made some mistakes, the ones that shine always do
Took it back just the same, I wanna tell you
Take a chance on yourself, ignore those pop magazines
You’re the gold plated girl, you’re the DIY Queen
I know you say you miss me, but simple things never keep
Just take a chance on yourself