All I can do is close my eyes, And hold my breath, And pray that this is not my life. That I was switched at birth, Or switched in time, Or maybe I just haven’t woken up yet. That’s it! It must be! This is all just a dream, a nightmare, This merry go round Of work and bills and people, oh my! And the tune that it’s playing As I spin round and round, The cracked cadence of a broken music box, Do this, do that, why aren’t you married yet? Hey don’t worry, You just haven’t found the right guy.
It should be so easy, To dance to their tune. Everyone else does it… So why can’t I?