when the leather from your jacket scrapes my skinnnwhen they're holding me, i level with your painnnbut it seems to whisper, to me like the windnnnnand i am nobody's heroinennand i am nobody's heroinennnnwon't you jam that needle, holder of my fearsnnwhen that object of fulfillment sought an endnnwon't you put something in me, or else i might be sicknnnnwe all have habitats to kicknnwe all have habitats to kicknnnncause it was cheapnni was on the high to itnncause it was surenni was on the high to itnncause i'm a mannni will have to be a chainnn(you see me through)nnnnwhen the dawn has broken, and the stars fell innnwhen you've had me up all night, i've had to thinknnwhen the refrain rebounds, off the one who's singingnnnnthat i am nobody's heroinennthat i am nobody's heroinennthat i am nobody's heroinennthat i am nobody's heroinennnnand i am nobody's heroinennthat i am nobody's heroine