Pulling on my collar
And flossing with the thread
With a needle in her fingers
And a needle in her head
I just had to stand still
But its harder than it seems
Bringing out the shoulders
Cuz they're ripping at the seams
Bringing out out the shoulders
Cuz they're ripping at the seams
How much longer
Will I have to wonder
How much longer
I just want to go home
Thinking bout the times that
Are yet to come
Seeing black hairs that turn gray
So i count them for fun
Pieces of me
Are lying on the floor
I want a face of approval
So I toss them out the door
I'm a different thing than i was before
But i'm not going anywhere
How much longer
Will I have to wonder
How much longer
I don't want to stand here
How much longer
Will I have to wonder
How much longer
I just want to go home
Somethings I think I Know
Somethings i know I don't
It could be yes no maybe so
So how am I suppose to know
How much longer
Will I have to wonder
How much longer
I don't want to stand here
How much longer
Will I have to wonder
How much longer
I just want to go home
Bringing out the shoulders
And ripping at the seams