I carve out what's my own
A puppet on the shelf
A watercolor smile
I've loved it for a while
Can't blame that on myself
I carve out roads to drive
Throw the crumbs my folks gave me
A bottle filled with lies
A record full of cries
No walking back tonight
Oooh
I carve out dreams to fly
Someone told me that they wanted me
I'll sleep on your good side
I kiss you only hide
What am I doing here tonight
Oooh
Oooh
