pookieisinlove

every body looks at me
like they're so surprised i can breathe
i need to get out of this town
i need to run for miles now


and all my lack of style
i blame on him
and all i want is this
i need to have my time
but i'm glued, i'm glued to this spot


everybody looks at me
then turns to their friend
and says something
i hate this town
and my new life
i'm tired of waiting all the time


and all my lack of skills
i blame on him
and all i ask is this
i need to feel alive
but you're glued
you're glued to the script