You put me in the hot seat
Still pulling on a taught sleeve
And there's colors all around me
But red is all you see
My friends are in the backseat
Cruising down Cincinnati
And even though you have me
You still clutch that receipt
Your hands are on my shoulders
I told him like I told her
I watch myself grow older
And age so carefully
And even if I said please
With sequins on my long sleeves
You're still barking up the wrong tree
And you won't give up the leash
And so I'll be on my way be on my way on the way
And so I'll be on my way be on my way I'll be on the way
You know I'll leave in the morning,
Going back the way that you came
And so I'll leave in the morning,
Be gone for a year and a day
You know it's cheap to back down
Would you like me to bag up your things?
You know I'll keep you around
Cause I lost the receipt anyways
Well it's a shot in the dark and it's a long walk home
It's not a walk in the park, you're getting there alone
Well it's a shot in the dark, walk in the park and a long walk home
Don't somersault your way through this one
God knows you're nearly full grown