Wicked

I wanna sing but i have no voice
I’ve lost my pride and it makes me laugh
I wanna dance but i broke my leg
And i don’t mind 'cause i hate this song
You grab me by the hair
but i just don’t care
'cause i feel so high
You slap me in the face
but i still don’t care
but i feel so high
Hey, will you stop saying that i’m more than just the wicked man you see?
I d’like to leave, 'cause i’m getting sick
you wanna talk, but have you seen my face?
you d’like to dance but i’m lying down
and i don’t mind, 'cause i hate this place