Standing O
How can you tell, you're under a spell
You compromise, you're miles away slow
How can you know when you're aiming low
There's nothing in your heart, don't feel it in your soul
No, standing O-O-O
Maybe you've noticed
I'm ashamed of anything that I've done
Maybe you've noticed
That I'm not the same as almost anyone
Why can't you see you look funny to me
You trip and fall, I catch it all, all
How can you know when you're aiming low
You're curling up, you're crawling now
No, standing O-O-O
Maybe you're saying no this time
You dance right around my bones
It's okay, I'll be fine
I won't follow you home
Instead I turn my mood on a dime
I'm finally off of my back
I come from a long, long line
I mope and I cry and attack, O-O
How can you tell you're on to a spell
You compromise, you're miles away
No, standing O-O-O
Maybe you've noticed
I'm ashamed of anything that I've done
Maybe you've noticed
That I'm not the same as almost anyone
Instead I turn my mood on a dime
I'm finally off of my back
I come from a long, long line
I mope and I cry and attack
How can you tell
How can you tell