Walking to change who I’ve become
And I’m still young, I’m still young
And they have my best interests at heart
You can see it in the way they tore me apart
Stitch by stitch, seam by seam
Til a rag is all that’s left of who I had been 
And they took it from me years ago
I cried but I had to let it go
Now they ply me with all kinds of drugs
But it doesn’t measure up to one of his hugs
And she left me for dust
When she realised that she could not trust
Me to be a carbon copy of pencil lead
I chose myself and I made my bed 
And I lie in it while she drives her car
Right past what we always are
And I have conceded defeat and accepted 
The path that she seems to have selected
Where she keeps to her own patch of ground 
And leaves me without a sound
But there is music in the air
I hear it and dance to the answered prayer
That echoes like caverns in the avenues of me
I thought he knew what I’d come to be
As he stood over me and stared at me on the step
The pavement ended and I regret
Not calling him over with a wave
Thinking of the girl he wanted to save
And I wondered why, with no make up,
He could look at me with that kind of love
And I flung myself at his door
He looked at me in conceit and I abhor
The way he dishtowel threw me into the furnace
You cannot trust man and I learn it
Slowly but repeatedly by degree
I know you prefer her over me
But why do you have to be so cruel
Over what we never were in school
I was cool and popular and nice
You were mean and miserable and spite
Slipped off the edge of your tongue
Like a ring when the sentence begun
And you say you’ve changed
But one thing I find sort of strange
Is that you’re still bitter and resentful and bite
When I do something that you do not like
So I nod and agree and say I believe
And I leave it like the heart on my sleeve