No one would say a credit to you...
All I do is cry
Wish I could be in love
Just to have something to show the furrowed brows and walk away's
Wish I wouldn't be sick
And love the wide eyes of death
I'm not your amber girl
I'm not your skinny *****
I don't have daddy's money or a car, wish I was neurotypical enough
Man, I came out with foggy vision
Catastrophic from the start
And when there's helicopters round your baby's heads,
There's bound to be high expectations,
I just can't be that for you.