P!nk es una cantante, compositora y actriz estadounidense nacida el 8 de septiembre de 1979 en Doylestown, Pensilvania. Comenzó su carrera musical en el año 2000 y desde entonces ha vendido más de 90 millones de discos en todo el mundo. Ha ganado tres premios Grammy y ha sido reconocida por su música pop rock y sus letras con temas de empoderamiento y libertad personal. P!nk también es conocida por su activismo en apoyo a diversas causas sociales y por sus impresionantes habilidades acrobáticas en sus presentaciones en vivo.

En activo desde: 2000
Género: Pop,
Miembros: Sólo ella
Ex miembros: No aplica
Origen: Doylestown, Pensilvania, Estados Unidos
Estado: Activa

2000: Can’t Take Me Home

‘Cause shorty has got a job, shorty has got a car Shorty can pay her own rent Do not want to dance if it is not in my heart. Most Girls

Please don’t come around talking about that you love me Because that love shit just is not for me And I don’t wanna hear that you adore me. There You Go

You make me sick I want you and I am hating it Got me lit like a candlestick Get too hot when you touch the tip, I am feeling it, I got to get a grip. You Make Me Sick

Most girls want a man with the bling bling Got my own thing, got the ching ching I just want real love. Most Girls

There you go, looking pitiful Just because I let you go There you go, talking ’bout you want me back But sometimes it be’s like that, so. There You Go

Baby was smooth but I knew it was game Hell-of-a cool but you men are the same The way he licked his lips and touched my hips I knew that he was slick. You Make Me Sick

I was a girl about the floss It was all about the cost, how much he spent on me Seek, for a man who has got the means. Most Girls

So you say you wanna talk, I don’t Say you wanna change, I won’t Yeah, it’s like that Had your chance, won’t take you back. There You Go

In the 6 now, so hot Got to pull all the windows down Eyes lead and I am thinking bout the sheets now Wondering should I really take it there now. You Make Me Sick

2001: M!ssundaztood

Get this party started on a Saturday night Everybody’s waiting for me to arrive Sending out the message to all of my friends. Get the Party Started

And I swear, you’re just like a pill Instead of making me better You keep making me ill. Just Like a Pill

Momma please stop crying, I can’t stand the sound Your pain is painful and it’s tearin’ me down. Family Portrait

Pumping up the volume, breaking down to the beat Cruising through the west side We’ll be checking the scene. Get the Party Started

I haven’t moved from the spot where you left me This must be a bad trip All of the other pills They were different. Just Like a Pill

Never knowing what love could be, you’ll see I don’t want love to destroy me like it has done my family. Family Portrait

Everybody’s dancing and they’re dancing for me I’m your operator, you can call anytime I’ll be your connection to the party line. Get the Party Started

I can’t stay on your life support There’s a shortage in the switch I can’t stay on your morphine Cause it’s making me itch. Just Like a Pill

Can we work it out?, Can we be a family? I promise I’ll be better, Mommy, I’ll do anything, Can we work it out? Can we be a family?. Family Portrait

2003: Try This

No attorneys to plead my case No opiates to send me into outer space And my fingers are bejeweled. Trouble

I’ve been the girl with her skirt pulled high Been the outcast never running with mascara eyes. God Is A DJ

I had to tell my mom that there was No more room You didn’t show, that was so uncool You could have called me back. Last to Know

I’m trouble Yeah, trouble now I’m trouble y’all I disturb my town. Trouble

If God is a DJ Life is a dance floor Love is the rhythm You are the music. God Is A DJ

Why was I the last to know That you weren’t coming to my show? You could have called me up to say “good luck”. Last to Know

If you see me comin’ Down the street Then you know it’s time to Go. Trouble

I’ve been the girl, middle finger in the air Unaffected by rumors, the truth, I don’t care So open your mouth, stick out your tongue. God Is A DJ

After the date, I wouldn’t go home with you I wouldn’t put my heels in the air for you You tried to get me to do things I just won’t do Last I heard from you. Last to Know

2006: I’m Not Dead

Maybe if I act like that, that guy will call me back Porno paparazzi girl, I don’t wanna be a stupid girl. Stupid Girls

You took my hand, you showed me how You promised me you’d be around Uh-huh, that’s right. Who Knew

At the door we don’t wait ’cause we know them At the bar six shots just beginning That’s when dick head put his hands on me But you see. U + Ur Hand

What happened to the dream of a girl president? She’s dancing in the video next to 50 Cent. Stupid Girls

If someone said three years from now You’d be long gone I’d stand up and punch them out. Who Knew

What kind of father would take his own daughter’s rights away? And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?. Dear Mr. President

I’m not here for your entertainment You don’t really wanna mess with me tonight. U + Ur Hand

I’m so glad that I’ll never fit in That will never be me Outcasts and girls with ambition That’s what I wanna see. Stupid Girls

Remember when we were such fools And so convinced and just too cool Oh no, no no. Who Knew

I can only imagine what the first lady has to say You’ve come a long way from whiskey and cocaine. Dear Mr. President

Midnight, I’m drunk, I don’t give a fuck Wanna dance, by myself, guess you’re outta luck. U + Ur Hand

2008: Funhouse

I guess I just lost my husband, I don’t know where he went So I’m gonna drink my money, I’m not gonna pay his rent. So What

I don’t wanna be the girl who laughs the loudest Or the girl who never wants to be alone. Sober

I can be so mean when I wanna be I am capable of really anything I can cut you into pieces When my heart is broken. Please Don’t Leave Me

Pictures framing up the past You’re taunting smirk behind the glass This museum full of ash Once a tickle, now a rash. Funhouse

So, so what? I’m still a rockstar I got my rock moves and I don’t need you And guess what? I’m havin’ more fun And now that we’re done, I’m gonna show you tonight I’m alright. So What

Ah, the sun is blinding I stayed up again Oh, I am finding That’s not the way I want my story to end. Sober

I always say how I don’t need you But it’s always gonna come right back to this Please, don’t leave me. Please Don’t Leave Me

This used to be a funhouse But now it’s full of evil clowns It’s time to start the countdown I’m gonna burn it down. Funhouse

The waiter just took my table And gave it to Jessica Simps (shit!) I guess I’ll go sit with drum boy At least he’ll know how to hit (oops!). So What

I don’t wanna be the girl that has to fill the silence The quiet scares me cause it screams the truth. Sober

Can’t you tell that this is all just a contest? The one that wins will be the one that hits the hardest But baby, I don’t mean it I mean it, I promise. Please Don’t Leave Me

Called the maids We’ll try to exorcise this place Drag my mattress to the yard Crumble tumble house of cards. Funhouse

2012: The Truth About Love

Where there is desire There is gonna be a flame Where there is a flame Someone’s bound to get burned But just because it burns. Try

White knuckles And sweaty palms from hanging on too tight Clenched shut jaw I’ve got another headache again tonight. Blow Me

Right from the start You were a thief you stole my heart And I your willing victim I let you see the parts of me. Just Give Me a Reason

Sometimes I hate every single stupid word you say Sometimes I wanna slap you in your whole face. True Love

Funny how the heart can be deceiving More than just a couple times Why do we fall in love so easy Even when it’s not right. Try

I think I finally had enough I think I maybe think too much I think this might be it for us. Blow Me

It’s in the stars It’s been written in the scars on our hearts We’re not broken, just bent And we can learn to love again. Just Give Me a Reason

Just once try to wrap your little brain around my feelings Just once please try not to be so mean. True Love

Ever worried that it might be ruined And does it make you wanna cry? When you’re out there doing what you’re doing Are you just getting by?. Try

I won’t miss All of the fighting that we always did Take it in I mean what I say when I say there is nothing left No more sick Whiskey dick. Blow Me

Just give me a reason Just a little bit’s enough Just a second – we’re not broken, just bent And we can learn to love again. Just Give Me a Reason

At the same time, I wanna hug you I wanna wrap my hands around your neck You’re an asshole but I love you And you make me so mad I ask myself. True Love

2017: Beautiful Trauma

All night Laughin’ and fuckin’ Some days like I’m barely breathin’ After we were high and the love dope died it was you. Beautiful Trauma

Like Leo in The Revenant Abel in that Bible bit Revenge is sweet, isn’t it? Really, really hope for it. Revenge

We are searchlights, we can see in the dark We are rockets, pointed up at the stars We are billions of beautiful hearts. What About Us

I open up my heart You can love me or not There’s no such thing as sin Let it all come right in. I Am Here

The pill I keep takin’ The nightmare I wake in There’s nothin’, no nothin’, nothin’ but you. Beautiful Trauma

Now here’s where girlfriends come in hand Especially those that understand Crime’s a crime, but listen, man Really cannot give a damn. Revenge

We are problems that want to be solved We are children that need to be loved. What About Us

I wanna be lost, so lost that I’m found Naked and laughing with my blood on the ground. I Am Here

You punched a hole in The wall and I framed it I wish I could feel things like you Everyone’s chasing That holy feeling. Beautiful Trauma

And then see me with someone new, get mad and flip it, look how bad you spin it First you turn your back on me, then tell me that I stabbed you in it?!. Revenge

I am here, I am here I’ve already seen the bottom, so there’s nothing to fear I know that I’ll be ready when the devil is near. I Am Here

2019: Hurts 2B Human

There’s somethin’ in the way you roll your eyes Takes me back to a better time When I saw everything is good But now you’re the only thing that’s good. Walk Me Home

Boy, you make it sound so pretty even when it’s not Didn’t choose, but it’s the only one we’ve got. Hurts 2B Human

We’re driving in a black car And it’s blacked out and we’re spinnin’ We’re listening to “Fast Car” And you’re driving fast and you’re singin’. 90 Days

I live my life like a bullet in a gun Give you all my love ’til my patience is done Oh no, don’t try to hustle me. Hustle

Walk me home in the dead of night I can’t be alone with all that’s on my mind, mhm So say you’ll stay with me tonight. Walk Me Home

God, it hurts to be human Without you, I’d be losing And someday, we’ll face the music. Hurts 2B Human

It’s going on 18 months now And it’s fucked up, but I’m falling I feel it every day now But I’m stallin’, but I’m stallin’. 90 Days

A boy like you, you think you know it all Build it up and you’re bound to fall Oh no-oh-oh, don’t try to hustle me. Hustle

There’s somethin’ in the way I wanna cry That makes me think we’ll make it out alive. Walk Me Home

Like we’re buckled and preparing for the crash Like we’re walking down a road of broken glass. Hurts 2B Human

If I’m just somebody that you’re gonna leave And you don’t feel something when you look at me. 90 Days

‘Cause I live my life like a bullet in a gun Give you all my love ’til my patience is done Oh no, don’t try to hustle me. Hustle

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