You win the prize for being the feather girl
You float like nothing does you harm
You want me to think you're invincible
And believe that you can do no wrong
You're all so perfect in a dangerous way
Why do I feel like I'm your gun
For every day I swear you'll come around
I poison myself and I
Gotta get on with it
Gotta conclude you in my condition
Gotta come down off the ledge you're on
Gotta get on with it
God I could die from the dose you're giving
Gotta forget that I'm all you've got
You re-enact the girl I used to know
As you remind me of what you're not
How can I blame you for the way you are
When I forgive what you forgot
Maybe those voices that sing in your head
Make you believe you're not that lost
I know that wind could blow you any day
Doesn't that tell you that ya
Gotta get on with it?
Gotta learn I'm not the one you're missing?
Gotta come down off the ledge you're on?
Gotta get on with it?
God I could die from the dose you're giving
Gotta forget that I'm all you've got
Not gonna lie for ya, not gonna cry to ya
Is it a shame to ya? Was I the brave to ya?
One day you'll come wide-awake
Like some child you'll want your way
Gotta get on with it
Gotta conclude you in my condition
Gotta come down off the ledge you're on
Gotta get on with it
God I could die from the dose you're giving
Gotta forget that I'm all you've got
Gotta get on with it