The dad rock that made me a woman

Far away from dry land, and its bitter memories

Bitter melodies, turning your orbit around

The whole world will be listening now

Got to be something better than in the middle

Why the hell are you so sad?

If I could be who you wanted, all the time

See you in heaven if you make the list

He might be a father but he sure ain't a dad

Last night I dreamt I had forgotten my name

Take my hand and help me not to shake

Play with matches if you think you'd like to play with matches

I can't think of floorboards anymore

I'm ready for both of us now

Want to change my clothes, my hair, my face

Pick up the pieces and go home

It's the mercy I can't take

We're all supposed to try

I wanna see it when you find out what comets, stars and moons are all about

I never thought about love, when I thought about home

If the dead just go on living, well there's nothing left to fear.