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
