At your stepmothers vacuumed mansion
They unplugged your magic wand
You grew smaller than your shadow
Learned other ways to turn it on
But, hey dont get caught
Without a chair when the music stops
You know what thats all about.
Designer potholes in the kitchen
Old logos on your dress
Thrift store becomes so much more
When others say it looks like less
Escaping on your own
Is harder than the talk
With shoulders soft from backpacks you carried
Its well known
You walked the widows walk
Long before you were even married
Standing outside anothers limelight
Igniting matches with an open nerve
Odds are even in a town of seven churches
No one will get what they deserve
Spring will bring daffodils and violets
Theres a rusty cycle everyone wants to save
But come on back, throw away your silence
Well plant a pink slip on the step family grave
HeyDont get caught
Without a chair when the music stops
You know what thats all about
Heydont get caught
Without a chair when the music stops