On the dark side of my 30s, all my baggage at the Hyatt High in the museum, trying to be quiet Peanuts in the bleachers, rings surrounding Saturn Cutting down a redwood, noticing a pattern I like looking at the landscapes, women wearing big hats That's just a clusterfuck of shapes, what's so pretty about that? Hiding out in nice apartments, Catholic schoolgirl uniforms, I think I was suicidal before you were even born But I have a lot of time You ask so many questions, I'm just making up the answers “I'd Do Anything for Love” is a response to “Tiny Dancer” Hummingbirds can beat their wings 50,000 times a minute I am your biggest cheerleader, your smallest violinist I am late to everything and my OCD is clinical I'm sorry I cannot calm down, it's a matter of principle You think you should take care of me, that makes me want to let you You put up with my tantrums, I'm the only one that gets you But you have a lot of time Home for the holidays, I guess it means a lot It's only been a year but I don't wanna give it too much thought You watch your family drink the kool-aid, powerless to stop them First time as an adult that you wish you had been adopted I think it's time to go, curtain hook around your waist Your face is buried in your hands and there's nothing I can say Do my impression of John Malkovich critiquing food in prison At first it isn't funny, then it is, and then it isn't But I have a lot of timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
