Sunday, April 10, 2011

Laughingly she turns away
She's just whistling in the dark
Just whistling in the dark
Nowhere else to go
So you've got to cry
Go ahead, then
But I'm not waiting for you
Screaming out at yourself
What are you doing?
Do you think you look older than four?
You don't
And I'm not waiting for you
Just hold on for a second?
I don't have a second
I don't have all day
What are you going to do,
What else can I say
There's nowhere else to go
Nowhere else to go

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