Hey there Caroline, you just survived your very worst day
I'd pray for you in the green grass
But that just feels awkward and uncomfortable now

They say Coach J. is on his way, he says he's sorry
Guess we really had it all
Now Mama's chest is the family Wailing Wall

Now my guru is a YouTube star
And I've never eaten wild wheat but I'm sure it was awesome
Are we really prepared for the Suicide Generation?

Turns out I'm not a mother
Not sure how I feel about that
I've been waiting for you

So are you motherfucking coming or do I gotta wait?
Or am I just some falling star?
Are you motherfucking coming or do I gotta wait?
Or have I pulled out of the game too far?

And I was gonna be the best damn singer in Binghamton, New York
Thank you for reminding me what I could survive, City of Carousels
We circle our victims trying to figure out how they got that way
(How they got that way)
That's not our job (That's not our job)
It's to heal and pray
I think we should have given our mama a break
I think all she really needed was a break

Hey, are you motherfucking coming or do I gotta wait?
Or am I just some falling star?
Are you motherfucking coming or do I gotta wait?
Or have I pulled out of the game too far?


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