and boy was I mad...

I’ve never been that good at kicking habits.
I always wished I was.
The silly boys are banging down the bathroom door,
and like all the times before it’s a mistake.
I'm a waste- not worth the time to save.

In my dreams all the girls had hairy legs
and they looked at ME
like I was crazy… as I whispered about lies.
The boys all wore the same clothes
from the same wardrobe in the courtroom.
The judge was on about delinquents and
keeping them under control.
She looked angrily at me.
And all the boys, they had red hair
All I could think was that it wasn’t fair,
I desperately wanted red hair.

Lately I’ve been leaving pennies heads up on the street.
Maybe someone will find them… and have better luck than me.
My notebooks are getting full
with ideas never fully thought out.
I’m thinking about setting fire to them…
Say goodbye...
Watch my dreams all up in flames.
It will be beautiful.

"All prettied up and no place to go…"
I’ll never forget that day.
We sat on my bedroom floor
and stared longingly at the bedroom door and wondered
if they were missing us.