Such A Miranda

I was in Denmark, you told me you loved me But not how it happened on Sex and the City Which I was getting into, I'm such a Miranda But I couldn't keep watching, I couldn't watch it pan out So I flew home without a breath, tea and homemade soda bread Listened to your stories, which just happen to involve your ex She went everywhere I went, grown-ups just get on with it But I'm still not as old as you were when we first met She was a good girl, so I pay the price I have to stay broken to be worth your nights She left for better and you in a mess I'm just some stewardess who feeds your pets And does your dishes and pays your rent And helps you heal from something Heaven-sent And I'll get skinny, I'll swallow hell But if you turn me into her, I might leave you as well I'm the little mermaid, you split my legs open I have her on a keyring, I keep her as a token I bought it in Nyhavn in one of those little shops I wish I never went there, and I wish you would stop