Born to a family of neurotic musicians
So good at thinking
So bad at listening
You’ve got a bad case of normal child syndrome
Got good at keeping your feelings hidden
All of a sudden
You realized that you weren’t mad
And you should be
Fuck all your friends
You know you’re better than them
Someday you all won’t be so young and mean
I think we’re two sides of the same coin
Spinning in mid air
Looking for somewhere to land
Or some face to show
She’s got what you’ve been looking for in a boyfriend
She likes the same music as you
And she listens
On a bed in a dorm room
Applying your glitter
You’re not gonna be who you’ve been
You should kiss her
Driving a zip car through the streets of Portland
Your parents are asking you what you’re protesting
Don’t let them tell you you don’t understand it
If you want something, you should just demand it
I think we’re two sides of the same coin
Spinning in mid air
Looking for somewhere to land
Or some face to show
I’ve been learning to drive
And when you’re back in town next year this time
I’ll pick you up and I’ll
Give you a tour of my new life
You said that I’ll be fine
I’m gonna prove you right