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