Your grandma pa**ed away Left you searching all the time For the artist writing For the mad dog biting For the liberal, quirky star With so many nights to shine But you can't go back now And your bags were packed for him By the railroad tracks he stole All your broken dreams away Left with lonely choices But still a million words to say But you couldn't decide who you wanted to be Or who you wanted the world to see So now we all see mrs. kowalski And she said she's fine Always mending on the fly Always with a different guy Had you spent just one year On your own without the fear Imagine what you might have found
Had you kept your art around Had you written that book Had you given me a look All the roses at your door Scattered choices on the floor Pick a future, wear it So many brilliant ones would fit But you couldn't decide who you wanted to be Or who you wanted the world to see So now we all see mrs. kowalski And she said she's fine Pardon me for looking glum Am i bitter? or just dumb? But i can't understand This new mrs. you've become But you couldn't decide who you wanted to be Or who you wanted the world to see So now we all see mrs. kowalski And she said she's fine And i hope you're fine