She was a goner, right from the get
Lived with her mother, dad set the sails
School seemed so hopeless, phase after phase
First diagnosis was never the same

It seems you´re always in a tight spot
It seems you´re always in a tight spot

Waiting for the bomb drop

You know it´s hard to do the things you should do
It´s so hard doing what´s right, doing what´s right for you
And you got no room to move, they all got
Everything planned, everything planned for you