If you can see yourself looking like you do

What would you say you were thinkin'?

Spending all your time looking for something new

You better swim cause your sinkin'



Go ask your mother cause she knows what you need

Left your heart open, I'm just helping it bleed



Sign you up for every program in the book

No, you don't need invitations

No one's questioning your problem or your look

It's just your public relations



Won't just ask me because I know what you need

Leavin' your heart open cause it needs time to bleed



I'll still be here, when you get here

I'll still be, I'll still be here



Yesterday I read a letter from an editor that tells me what he thinks

How all this music is boring

Concentrating on how much this really stinks

It's not my fault if you're snoring



Go ask your mother cause she knows what you need

Left your open cause it needs time to bleed



I'll still be here, when you get here

I'll still be, I'll still be here



So across the Atlantic doesn't sound that romantic

Since everyone has done it, so it's dumb

I'd like to say I'm sorry for intruding

But I'm sick of your eluding

To the fact that growing up is growing old



Just say that you'll be here

Just say that you'll be here

That was so close