Mom, would you give me a ring? One for the ride and one for the magazines? "She´s only twenty-two"
A flash to the upbringing of the child, the canine
What will become mine Once I decide to leave?
Seek to take and give it all away Once you know, it´s only a maze There could be more days like today
Complain to the management About my lack of self-respect Fast forward to when I´ll have friends And men who don´t interject Harping over old regrets Hating how I let it get to me, me
Only for a short while I´m bound to lose my head And just when I start to think it´s ended Another demand commences
I´m doing it for my future self The one who needs more attention I´ll forget to forgive and hold it all in I´m old with some resentment