True American love,
Is like a green Coke bottle
They don't make it anymore
Part of me died back in '64...
Part of me died back in '64...
Part of me died back in '64...
I want to be a superhero
I've got a mask I've got a name
Your days calling me freak are numbered
Don't bother with surrender
We were so wrong
All dressed up, with somewhere to go
We wanted to do right, but
The costume fits just a little too tight...
I want to be a superhero
I've got a mask I've got a name
Your days calling me freak are numbered
Don't bother with surrender
I want to be a superhero,
(I want to be a superwoman)
I don't have any super-powers
(I'll hang out with my super girlfriends)
I want to be a superhero, I don't need any super...
(Talk about our days)
I'm gonna be a superhero
I don't need (have) any super-powers
Your days calling me freak are numbered
(and pushing me around, well)
My broken heart's a superpower
(they're over, they're over, over)