Broke my heart
 Down the road
 Spend the weekend
 Sewing the pieces back on

Crayons and dolls pass me
 by
 Walking gets too boring
 When you learn how to fly

Not the [bad word] kind
 Take the top off
 And who knows what you might find

Won’t confess all my sins
 You can bet I’ll try it
 But I can’t always win

[Refrain]
 ‘Cause I’m a gypsy
 But are [bad word] with me?
 I might steal your clothes
 And wear them if they fit me
 I never made agreements
 Just like a gypsy
 And I won’t back down
 ‘Cause life’s already hurt me
 And I won’t cry
 I’m too young to die
 If you’re gonna quit me
 ‘Cause I’m a gypsy

(‘Cause I’m a gypsy)

[Verse 2]
 I can’t hide
 What I’ve done
 Scars remind me
 Of just how far that [bad word]  To whom it may concern
 [bad word] with scissors
 When you want to get hurt

[Refrain]

I said hey you
 You’re no fool
 If you say ‘NO’
 Ain’t it just the way life goes?
 People fear what they don’t know [bad word] along for the ride (Oh yeah) [bad word] along for the ride (ooohhh)