(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)

She started with the last verse
We'll get that out the way
Alice, Mom, Zach, Papa, Mike, Cathy
You're taken 'back now, understandably
But I'm not the same girl I used to be
I got five on the hips and you on my six
I'm no picnic, and I don't wear lipstick

She said tonight, man
I'm gonna teach you a lesson
You're all worn out from the misdirection
But there's ashtrays lining the gates to heaven
And I am the answer to your quеstion

I am the answer to your question
I am thе answer to your question
I am the road and the intersection
I am the answer to your question

(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)

Ah, fuck it, then
I can make it as my own damn unit
Do rock stars listen to their own bad music?
Do race cars ever have to sit through traffic?
There's no prize for leaving you

I can make it as my own damn unit
Do rock stars listen to their own bad music?
Do race cars ever have to sit through traffic?
There's no prize for leaving you

No prize for leaving you
No prize for leaving you

I am the answer to your question
I am the answer to your question
I am the road and the intersection
No prize for leaving you

I am the answer to your question
I am the answer to your question
I am the road and the intersection
No prize for leaving you

(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
No prize for leaving you

(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)
(I am the answer)