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Written by P!nk & L. Perry
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music, Inc./
Stuck In The Throat/Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP)

I might be the way
Everybody likes to say
I know watcha thinking about me
There might be a day
You might have a certain way
But you don't have my luxuries
And it's me I know
I know my name 'cause I say it proud
Everything I want I always do
Lookin' for the right track
Always on the wrong track
But are you catchin' all these tracks
That I'm layin' down for you

There's a song I was listening to
Up all night
There's a voice I'm hearing
Saying it's alright
When I'm happy I am sad
But everything's good
It's not that complicated
I'm just misunderstood

There might be a day
Everything it goes my way
Can't you think I know I'm superfly
I might see a world
In a world inside of you
Then I might just say goodbye
And it's my name I know
I say it loud 'cause I'm really proud
Of all the things I used to do
Well it's the wrong track
Looking for the right track
And are you catchin' all these tracks
That I'm layin' down for you

And it's the wrong track
Looking for the right track
But are you catchin' all these tracks
That I'm layin' down for you
There's a song I was listening to
Up all night
There's a voice I am hearing
Saying it's alright
I was taken for granted
But it's all good
'Cause I'll do it again I'm just misunderstood
Yeah, I'll do it again I'm just misunderstood
Yeah, I'll do it again I'm just misunderstood
Yeah, I'll do it again I'm just misunderstood

Produced by Linda Perry & Damon Elliott
Recorded by Damon Elliott at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Dave Guerrero
Background Vocals: P!nk
Guitars: Linda Perry
Drum Programming, Bass & Piano: Damon Elliott




 Don't Let Me Get Me

Written by P!nk & D. Austin
Published by P!nk Publishing
Designee/EMI-April Music,Inc.(ASCAP)
Cyptron Music/EMI-Blackwood Music Inc. (BMI)

I never win 1st place
I don't support the team
I can't take direction
And my socks are never clean
Teachers dated me
My parents hated me
I was always in a fight
'Cause I can't do nothing right

Everyday I fight a war against the mirror
Can't take the person staring back at me

I'm a hazard to myself
Don't let me get me
I'm my own worst enemy
It's bad when you annoy yourself
So irritating
Don't want to be my friend no more
I wanna be somebody else

LA told me
You'll be a pop star
All you have to change
Is everything you are
Tired of being compared
To damn Britney Spears
She's so pretty
That just ain't me

So doctor doctor won't you please prescribe me something
A day in the life of someone else

Produced & Arranged by Dallas Austin for DARP, Inc.
Recorded by Carlton Lynn at Pinetree Studios, Miami Beach, FL & DARP Studios, Atlanta, GA
Assisted by Doug Harms
Mixed by Dave Way at Larrabee Studios North, North Hollywood, CA
Mix Assistant: Tim LeBlanc
Background Vocals: P!nk
MIDI & Sound Design: Rick Sheppard




 Just Like A Pill

Written by P!nk & D. Austin
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music
Inc. (ASCAP) Cyptron Music/EMI-Blackwood Music Inc. (BMI)

Lying here on the floor where you left me
I think I took too much
I'm crying here, what have you done?
I thought it would be fun

I can't stay on your life support
There's a shortage in the switch
I can't stay on your morphine
'Cause it's making me itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again
But she's being a little bitch
I'll think I'll get out of here

Where I can run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of making me better
You keep making me ill
You keep making me ill

I haven't moved from the spot where you left me
It must be a bad trip
All of the other pills were different
Maybe I should get some help

I can't stay on your life support
There's a shortage in the switch
I can't stay on your morphine
'Cause it's making me itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again
But she's being a little bitch
I'll think I'll get out of here

Where I can run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears

And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of making me better
You keep making me ill
You keep making me ill

Produced & Arranged by Dallas Austin for DARP, Inc.
Recorded by Carlton Lynn at Pinetree Studios, Miami Beach, FL
Assisted by Doug Harms
Mixed by Kevin "KD" Davis at Larrabee Studios North, North Hollywood, CA
Background Vocals: P!nk
MIDI & Sound Design: Rick Sheppard




 Get The Party Started

Written by L. Perry
Published by Stuck In The Throat/Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP)

I'm coming up so you better get this party started
I'm coming up so you better get this party started

Get this party started on a Saturday night
Everybody's waiting for me to arrive
Sending out the message to all of my friends
We'll be looking flashy in my Mercedes Benz
I got lots of style check my gold diamond rings
I can go for miles if you know what I mean

Pumping up the volume breaking down to the beat
Cruising through the Westside we'll be checking the scene
Boulevard is freaking as I'm coming up fast
I'll be burning rubber you'll be kissing my ass
Pull up to the bumper get out of the car
License plate says Stunner #1 Superstar

Making my connection as I enter the room
Everybody's chillin' as I set up the groove
Pumping up the volume with this brand new beat
Everybody's dancing and they're dancing for me
I'm your operator you can call anytime
I'll be your connection to the party line

Produced by Linda Perry
Recorded by Linda Perry at LP Studios, Sherman Oaks, CA
Additional Recording & Pro Tools Programming by Bernd Burgdorf at Larrabee Studios, LA, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Dave Guerrero
Background Vocals: P!nk
All Instruments & Drum Programming: Linda Perry




 Respect - Featuring Scratch

Written by P!nk & L. Perry
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music, Inc.
Stuck In The Throat/Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP)

This is my rap song
1-2-3-4
I get really sick and tired
Of boys up in my face
Pick-up lines like what's your sign?
Won't get you anyplace
When me and all my girls
Go walking down the street
Seems we can't go anywhere
Without a car that goes beep, beep

'Cause this body is a priceless piece
Of lovin' unconditionally, yes
So Mr. Bigstuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gon' git it for free?

Hey ladies, yeah?
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come together
Hey sistas, yeah? Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

Mirror, mirror on the wall
Damn, I sure look fine
I can't blame those horny boys
I would make me mine
When I pass you in a club
"Ooh la la," you gasp
Back up boy, I ain't your toy
Or your piece of ass

'Cause this body is a priceless piece
Of lovin' unconditionally, yes
So Mr. Bigstuff, who you think you are?
You was thinkin' you's gon' git it for free?

Hey ladies, yeah?
Let 'em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come together
Hey sistas, yeah?
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free

No jealousy, no envy girls
Come on let's work it out
No freebies in the limousine
That's not what it's about
Let him know there's work to do
Give it up, he won't call you
Respect is just a minimum
Go on girl and get you some

1-2-3-4
Hey ladies, yeah?
Let em know it ain't easy
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Let's come together
Hey sistas, yeah?
Its time to be greedy
Nothin' good comes for free
(repeat chorus)

Come on girls lets work it out
Let's show 'em what it's all about
Let's come together
Let's come together
Let's come together
Let's come together
You gotta let 'em know That it ain't easy street, no
Produced by Linda Perry & Damon Elliott
Recorded at LP Studios, Sherman Oaks, CA
Additional Recording by Bernd Burgdorf at Sony Studios, Santa Monica, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Dave Guerrero
Background Vocals: P!nk
All Instruments: Linda Perry
Beatbox: Scratch
Drum Programming: Linda Perry & Damon Elliott
Pro Tools Programming: Bernd Burgdorf

Scratch appears courtesy of MCA Records




 18 Wheeler

Written by P!nk & D. Austin
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music, Inc. (ASCAP)
Cyptron Music/EMI-Blackwood Music Inc. (BMI)

Hey hey man, what's your problem
I see you try to hurt me bad
Don't know what you're up against
Maybe you should reconsider
Come up with another plan
'Cause you know I'm not that kind of girl
That'll lay there let you come first

You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give a f***
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down

Hey hey girl, are you ready for today
You got your shield and sword
'Cause it's time to play the games
You are beautiful even though you're not for sure
Don't you let him pull you by your skirt
You're gonna get your feelings hurt

You can push me out the window
I'll just get back up
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler truck
And I won't give a f***
You can hang me like a slave
I'll go underground
You can run over me with your 18 wheeler but
You can't keep me down

Produced & Arranged by Dallas Austin for DARP, Inc.
Recorded by Carlton Lynn at Pinetree Studios, Miami Beach, FL & DARP Studios, Atlanta, GA
Assisted by Doug Harms
Mixed by Dave Way at Larrabee Studios North, North Hollywood, CA
Mix Assistant: Tim LeBlanc
Background Vocals: P!nk
MIDI & Sound Design: Rick Sheppard




 Family Portrait

Written by P!nk & S. Storch
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee EMI-April Music, Inc.
Scott Storch Music/TVT (ASCAP)

Mama please stop cryin'
I can't stand the sound
Your pain is painful and it's
Tearing me down

I hear glasses breaking
As I sit up in my bed
I told God you didn't mean
Those nasty things you said
You fight about money
About me and my brother
And this I come home to
This is my shelter

It ain't easy, growin' up in WW3
Never knowin' what love could be
You'll see, I don't want love to destroy me
Like it has done my family

Can we work it out
Can we be a family
I promise I'll be better
Mommy I'll do anything
Can we work it out
Can we be a family
I promise I'll be better
Daddy please don't leave

Daddy please stop yelling
I can't stand the sound
Make mama stop cryin'
'Cause I need you around
My mama she loves you
No matter what she says is true
I know that she hurts you
But remember I love you too!

I ran away today, ran from the noise
Ran away (ran away)
Don't wanna go back to that place
But don't have no choice, no way

It ain't easy, growin' up in WW3
Never knowin' what love could be
But I've seen, I don't want love to destroy me
Like it has done my family

In our family portrait
We look pretty happy
Let's play pretend, let's act like it
Comes naturally
I don't wanna have to split the holidays I don't want two addresses
I don't want a stepbrother anyway
And I don't want my mom to have to change her last name!

Mama'll be nicer
I'll be so much better
I'll tell my brother
I won't spill the milk at dinner
I'll be so much better
I'll do everything right
I'll be your little girl forever
I'll go to sleep at night

Daddy don't leave... daddy don't leave

Produced by Scott Storch
Recorded by Wassim Zreik & Oscar Ramirez at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Dave Guerrero




 Misery - Featuring Steven Tyler

Written by R. Supa
Published by Super Supa Songs, Inc./EMI-April Music, Inc. (ASCAP)

Shadows are falling all over town
Another night the blues got me down
Oh misery... I sure could use some company

Since he's been gone I ain't been the same
I carry the weight like an ol' ball and chain
Guess it's all meant to be... for love to cause me misery

Misery... Misery
Tell me why does my heart make a fool out of me
Seems it's my destiny...
For love to cause me misery

Oh... I've been down this road before
Where the passion turns into pain
And each time I saw love walk out the door
I swore I'd never get caught up again...

But ain't it true... it takes what it takes
And sometimes... we get too smart too late
One more heartache for me... another night in misery

Misery... misery
Tell me why does my heart make a fool out of me
Seems it's my destiny...
For love to cause me misery...
Guess it's all meant to be for love to cause me misery

Produced & Arranged by Marti Frederiksen & Richie Supa
Recorded by Marti Frederiksen & Richard Chychki at Drive By Studios, North Hollywood, CA
Mixed by Marti Frederiksen at MF Studios, Monrovia, CA
Background Vocals: P!nk & Steven Tyler
Piano & B3 Organ: Jim Cox
Guitar Solo: Richie Sambora
Drums, Bass, Guitars & Melotron: Marti Frederiksen
Keyboard Strings & Drums Loop: Wayne Hood
String Arrangements: Wayne Hood & Richie Supa

Steven Tyler appears courtesy of Columbia Records




 Dear Diary

Written by P!nk & L. Perry
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music
Inc./Stuck In The Throat/Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Dear, dear diary

I wanna tell my secrets
'Cause you're the only one
That I know will keep them
Dear, dear diary
I wanna tell my secrets
I know you'll keep them
So this is what I've done

I've been a bad, bad girl
For so long
Don't know how to change
What went wrong
Daddy's little girl
But he went away
What did it teach me?
That love leaves yeah, yeah

Dear, dear diary
I wanna tell my secrets
'Cause you're the only one
That I know will keep them
Dear, dear diary
I wanna tell my secrets
I know you'll keep them
So this is what I've done

I've been down every road
You could go
I've made some bad choices
As you know
Seems like I got this whole world
Cradled in my hand
It's just like me not to understand, yeah

Dear, dear diary
I wanna tell my secrets
'Cause you're the only one
That I know will keep them
Dear, dear diary
I wanna tell my secrets
I've been a bad, bad girl

I learned my lessons young and
I turned myself around
I gotta guardian angel
Tattooed on my shoulder
She's been watchin' over me

Dear, dear diary
I wanna tell my secrets
'Cause you're the only one
That I know will keep them
Dear, dear diary
I wanna tell my secrets
I know you'll keep them
So this is what I've done

(repeat)

Produced by Linda Perry
Recorded by Linda Perry at LP Studios, Sherman Oaks, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Dave Guerrero
Background Vocals: P!nk
Drum Programming: Linda Perry
Pro Tools Programming: Bernd Burgdorf




 Eventually

Written by P!nk & L. Perry
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music
Inc./Stuck In The Throat/Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP)

I'm an opportunity
And I knock so softly
Sometimes I get loud
When I wish everybody'd just get off me
So many players
You'd think I was a board game
It's every man for themselves
There are no teammates
This life gets lonely
When everybody wants something
They'll smile up in your face
But they'll get theirs eventually
And I hope I'm there

Surrounded by familiar faces with no name
None of them know me
Or want to share my pain
They only wish to bask in my light
Then fade away
To win my love, to them a game
To watch me live my life in vain
When all is done and the glitter fades, fades away
They'll get theirs eventually
And I hope I'm there

I drank your poison
'Cause you told me it's wine
Shame on you if you fooled me once
Shame on me if you fooled me twice
I didn't know the price
You'll get yours eventually

So what good am I to you
If I can't be broken
You'll get yours, yes
You'll get yours eventually

Produced by Linda Perry
Recorded by Linda Perry at LP Studios, Sherman Oaks, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Dave Guerrero
Background Vocals: P!nk
All Instruments & Drum Programming: Linda Perry
Pro Tools Programming: Bernd Burgdorf




 Lonely Girl - Featuring Linda Perry

Written by L. Perry
Published by Stuck In The Throat/Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP)

I can remember
The very first time I cried
How I wiped my eyes

And buried the pain inside All of my memories
Good and bad that's passed
Didn't even take the time to realize
Staring at the cracks in the walls
'Cause I'm waiting for it all to come to an end
Still I curl up right under the bed
'Cause it's takin' over my head
All over again

Do you even know who you are?
I guess I'm trying to find
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
I want to be a star
Is life good to you, or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?

Lying awake
Watching the sunlight
How the birds will sing
As I count the rings around my eyes
Constantly pushing
The world I know aside
I don't even feel the pain
I don't even want to try
I'm looking for a way to become
The person I dreamt up
When I was 16
Oh, nothing is ever enough
Ooh, baby it ain't enough
Or what it may seem

Do you even know who you are?
I'm still trying to find
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
Everybody wants to be
Is life good to you, or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
No

Sorry girl
Tell a tale for me
'Cause I'm wondering
How you really feel

I'm a lonely girl
I'll tell a tale for you
'Cause I'm just trying to make
All my dreams come true

Do you even know who you are?
Oh yeah, yeah
A borrowed dream or a superstar?
Oh, I wanted to be a star
Is life good to you, or is it bad?
I can't tell, I can't tell anymore Do you even know what you have?
I guess not, I guess not

Do you even know who you are?
I'm trying to find
A rising dream, or a falling star?
Oh, I have all these dreams
Is life good to you or is it bad?
I can't tell anymore
Do you even know what you have?
Oh, no, no

Produced by Linda Perry
Recorded by Linda Perry at LP Studios, Sherman Oaks, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Background Vocals: Linda Perry
Assisted by Dave Guerrero
All Instruments & Drum Programming: Linda Perry




 Numb

Written by P!nk & D. Austin
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music
Inc. (ASCAP)/Cyptron Music/EMI-Blackwood Music Inc. (BMI)

No sleep, no sex, for you from your x-girlfriend
I was too deep can't let you call me just jump in
At times I would push my feelings aside to let you feel
I'm novocaine I'm numb and nothing's real

Like the coldest winter
I am frozen from you
I was weak before now you've made me
So numb I don't feel much for you anymore
I gave you my all my baby
I'm numb, numb, numb

But the tears were silent inside you see

I laid there quiet
And watched you have your way with me
I might have cried
But the tears were silent inside you see
You called me names
Made me feel like I was dumb
I didn't feel a thing
And now I'm gone, gone, gone

Like a battered child
I got used to your pain but you know it's 'cause

Produced & Arranged by Dallas Austin for DARP, Inc.
Recorded by Carlton Lynn at Pinetree Studios, Miami Beach, FL & DARP
Studios, Atlanta, GA
Assisted by Doug Harms
Mixed by Dave Way at Larrabee Studios North, North Hollywood, CA
Mix Assistant: Tim LeBlanc
Background Vocals: P!nk
MIDI & Sound Design: Rick Sheppard





 Gone To California

Written by P!nk & L. Perry
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music
Inc./Stuck In The Throat/Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Goin' to California
To live in the summer sun
The streets are made of silver
I'm like a rabbit on the run
Philadelphia freedom
Well, it's not like you have heard
The City of Brotherly Love
Is full of pain and hurt
I'm goin' to California
To find my pot of gold

Corruption on every corner
Hustlers selling sweets
Baby is home crying
While her momma's on the streets
Everybody's dying
Have you heard the news today?
A woman in north Philly is mourning
The bullet took another son away
I'm goin' to California
I'm goin' far, far away

Goin' to California, yes
To resurrect my soul
The sun is always shining
Or at least that's what I'm told
Goin' to California
There's a better life for me
Goin' to California
I'll write and tell you what I see
Goin' to California
Somebody say a prayer for me

Produced by Linda Perry & Damon Elliott
Recorded by Linda Perry at LP Studios, Sherman Oaks, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Dave Guerrero
Background Vocals: P!nk
Bass, Rhodes & Synth: Linda Perry
Sax & Harmonica: Jimmy Z
Organ: David Seigel
Drum Programming: Damon Elliott
Additional Drum Programming: Linda Perry
Sax, Harmonica & Organ Recorded by Damon Elliott at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA




 My Vietnam

Written by P!nk & L. Perry
Published by P!nk Publishing Designee/EMI-April Music
Inc./Stuck In The Throat/Famous Music Corp. (ASCAP)

Daddy was a soldier
He taught me about freedom
Peace and all the great things
That we take advantage of
Once I fed the homeless
I'll never forget
The look upon their faces as I
Treated them with respect

This is my Vietnam
I'm at war
Life keeps on dropping bombs
And I keep score

Mama was a lunatic
She liked to push my buttons
She said I wasn't good enough
But I guess I wasn't trying
Never liked school that much
They tried to teach me better
But I just wasn't hearing it
Because I thought I was already pretty clever

What do you expect from me
What am I not giving you
What could I do for you
To make me okay in your eyes

Produced by Linda Perry & Damon Elliott
Recorded by Linda Perry at LP Studios, Sherman Oaks, CA
Mixed by Dave "Hard Drive" Pensado at The Enterprise, Burbank, CA
Assisted by Dave Guerrero
Background Vocals: P!nk
All Instruments: Linda Perry
Drum Programming: Damon Elliott