Miranda, just get out of there
You spend your days on the hook
And you traded your life for sleepless nights
Just to live it by the books
Miranda, do you find
When you fall you're behind
Your colleagues are crawling
Out of here
You make time for research
Ignoring you're still hurt
From cycles of burnout
All these years
You said this was your last degree
But I am not so sure
I hear you
I see you
I feel you shutting down
Just keep me here as you burn out
Stacks of books in our living room
No space for company
And you speed-read away
Don't mind when I stay
Center stage in front of the TV
I hear you
I see you
I feel you shutting down
Just keep me here as you burn out
You said you'd count on me
So here I am, endlessly
But that only helps so much