My cold cold stellar heart says get on your way. I aint to proud to say but thats how I'm made.. I'll be that person 'til my dying day. I try so awful hard but I can't change.. From runways to the road I ramble alone. This thumbnail sized of a heart is black as coal. Though beauties still brings me to my knees. Don't waste a tear on me is my disease. Don't need no slow man. Don't need no slow man. I know I'm pickin up speed. Don't need no slow man. Those preppy boys in blue. They're makin fun of us. So we take it to the streets. Cuz we're a ornery cuss. But we're not here to make your children bleed. We're here to come around with the tumble weed. Don't need no slow man. Don't need no slow man. I know I'm pickin up speed. Don't need no slow man. Now guitar go get her!. Don't take these boots off me when you're thinking I'm dead. I'll still be running from the demon in my head. I'll be that person 'til my dying day. I try so awful hard but I can't change. Don't need no slow man. Don't need no slow man. I know I'm pickin up speed. Don't need no slow man. Don't need no...