Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while standing still. Maybe I was just crazy. Maybe it was the 60s. Or maybe I was just a girl, interrupted.
It feels like everything’s just building up. And everyone else they just seem to handle everything, you know. But not me, you know. I’m scared, okay? And I can’t go back out there, I don’t know what. I might do something. So I just need some help, please. I just need you to help me.