Living outside the lines
They say silence is golden,
Real women wear heels
You aint really settled down
Without a house and a set of wheels
Now I aint doing too bad
But not good enough it feels.
It just aint real...
My children are golden,
But silence is suspicious.
Who the hell has time for heels
When I have this many dishes.
I rent my house and the cars a loan
But I’m doing alright
Here in my little life
Living outside the lines.
Back to schools a nightmare,
And Im allergic to holidays.
Not sure if its the relatives,
Or the money trickling away.
I used to dye my hair for fun
Now I dye to cover grey
But thats alright,
It’s my life.
May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 10:30 PM UTC
Living outside the lines
They say silence is golden,
Real women wear heels
You aint really settled down
Without a house and a set of wheels
Now I aint doing too bad
But not good enough it feels.
It just aint real...
My children are golden,
But silence is suspicious.
Who the hell has time for heels
When I have this many dishes.
I rent my house and the cars a loan
But I’m doing alright
Here in my little life
Living outside the lines.
Back to schools a nightmare,
And Im allergic to holidays.
Not sure if its the relatives,
Or the money trickling away.
I used to dye my hair for fun
Now I dye to cover grey
But thats alright,
It’s my life.
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