Get engaged, I’m okay, it’s okay.
I don’t think that I am designed for it. I’m a weed.
I need to grow wildly.
I hate garbage ties and shoe strings.
I hate phone cords and gold chains.
I’ll always care, maybe even call but I don’t fit in.
And if I had my first choice,
I need to grow wildly.
I hate garbage ties and shoe strings.
I hate phone cords and gold chains.
I’ll always care, maybe even call but I don’t fit in.
And if I had my first choice,
it would always be you and me, kid,
running all over the planet
no bags, no plans…
But you are in a spider’s web.It has to be done, it does.
Yoked to that woman standing next to you
The one waiting for her shiny leash
The one hoping for you to be present
You can’t turn her into me with wishes
It has to be done, it does.
I’m no cookie cutter. I’m too headstrong for long term.
I hate puppies and fireflies and denim…anything
See, I’m just too crazy to be on your team!
running all over the planet
no bags, no plans…
But you are in a spider’s web.It has to be done, it does.
Yoked to that woman standing next to you
The one waiting for her shiny leash
The one hoping for you to be present
You can’t turn her into me with wishes
It has to be done, it does.
I’m no cookie cutter. I’m too headstrong for long term.
I hate puppies and fireflies and denim…anything
See, I’m just too crazy to be on your team!
I’m volatile like Nyiragongo! Or, loud noises, flash and smoke!
You need stability, not constant heat
You need stability, not constant heat
A good girl, not a bumble bee
Have your kids and cook outs, family trees and flea markets.
We’re just different kinds so it has to be done, it does.
You’ll eventually resent me otherwise.
So get married. I’m okay, it’s okay.
Send out Christmas cards.
Have your kids and cook outs, family trees and flea markets.
We’re just different kinds so it has to be done, it does.
You’ll eventually resent me otherwise.
So get married. I’m okay, it’s okay.
Send out Christmas cards.
Buy a dog to decorate your yard.
It all feels like slavery to me. I’m not she.
Everyone in Indiana will be so proud of you two,
It all feels like slavery to me. I’m not she.
Everyone in Indiana will be so proud of you two,
Its a very good look for you baby, it is, for real,
Swing sets and sweater vests and Frisbee nights
Or whatever it is that normal, good decent folk do…
Or whatever it is that normal, good decent folk do…
So let it go. It has to be done, it does.
Truest dreams are so much better lived
And I’ve got this broom that needs to go out for a spin…
Anyway, its for the best, I was just passing through
Even if I did say that I loved you too.
Truest dreams are so much better lived
And I’ve got this broom that needs to go out for a spin…
Anyway, its for the best, I was just passing through
Even if I did say that I loved you too.
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