Shari Rowe Gone lyrics

I tried to be the one you wanted
Betty Crocker homecoming queen
Slaved on the stove made your mama's home fried chicken
The All-American dream
Still don't know what you need

I'm not gonna be who I'm not
Guess I'm not gonna be what you want
I've tried to figure out
Who I've gotta be not to let you down
Been every kind of girl for you
An' I'm tired of being wrong
So all that's left for me to be is gone

Supermodel fancy dresses

Four-inch heels and danced til dawn
All made up like I'm your princess
Like some kind of trophy on your arm
Still don't know what you want

I'm tired of pretending
I think it's the end of the show
What you need, I'd beg you to tell me
But you don't even know

I'll never be what you wanted
Baby I'm gone I'm gone