Painting the house again
Smells like I'm five
Standing on my tiptoes as I'm making up those lines
How many lifetimes have I had to be strong
Enough to hold my head up high and sing your songs
I know I'm just a little woman with a brain
Waiting on a change
Moved to the city I thought I could catch my break
Left my only mother just to make her same mistakes
How many days have I spent to convince
Him to love me in all of the ways that didn't fit
How many nights, did I pretend
Give up the parties
Sick of sleeping with my friends
I'd say enough, lying to myself
Wishing on a star that you could be somebody else
I still believe you love me
Came home for Christmas the walls no longer blue
My grandfathers in heaven
And the stars no longer shining like it used to