Mid Air

Born to a family of neurotic musicians So good at thinking, so bad at listening You've got a bad case of normal child syndrome Got good at keeping your feelings hidden All of the sudden You realized that you weren't mad and you should be Fuck all your friends, you know you're better than them Someday, you all won't be so young and mean I think we're two sides of the same coin Spinning in mid air Looking for somewhere to land Or some face to show She's got what you've been looking for in a boyfriend She likes the same music as you and she listens On a bed in a dorm room, applying your glitter You'rе not gonna be who you've been, you should kiss her Driving a zip car through thе streets of Portland Your parents are asking you what you're protesting Don't let 'em tell you you don't understand it If you want something, you should just demand it I think we're two sides of the same coin Spinning in mid air Looking for somewhere to land Or some face to show I've been learning to drive And when you're back in town next year this time I'll pick you up and I'll give you a tour of my new life You said that I'd be fine, I'm gonna prove you right Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh, ooh