bugs

[Verse 1]

A little grown up to blame it on my teens

Even now they call me an old nineteen

I bite my nails and I've done too much

At every party, I took too much

I don't know how to keep my image

Of a clean-cut baby girl of daddy's visions

I bite my lips and I do shit wrong

I still can't find a place to call home

In every man's arms I left a mark

Of a bitter stain that won't come off

And now I don't know what to say

I'm outta luck and you can't stay

[Chorus]

In my house or in my brain

Or at least not far today

The world's gotta keep on turning

Love, we've gotta leave the ditches and the bars

For the earth to come fix and clean up

You just hold on

[Verse 2]

You see all of us have some old logs

That we can't seem to trick or just lead off

You've gotta help yourself out this rut