Did they tell you, you should grow up
When you wanted to dream
Did they warn you, better shape up
If you want to succeed
I don’t know about you, who are they talking to?
They aren’t talking to me
I’m higher than high, lower than deep
I’m doing it wrong, singing along
Did I ask you for attention
When affection is what I need
Thinking sorrow is perfection
I’d wallow ’til you told me
There’s no glitter in the gutter
There’s no twilight galaxy
