While I'm grading papers and tying shoes
You never had much to lose
So I'm blaming you for these hopeless blues
What's to say when the kids are gone?
I've made up the beds and been left alone
You look at me, as cold as a stone
There's no way to write what's been done wrong
You left me a fool
So what to do?
Hold me down if I'm running off
They say it gets better, baby, soon enough
So I'll shut my mouth and I'll steal my heart
I still feel like a girl, thinking when we started, but
I want to feel the fire again, with you or anybody else
I want to feel the fear again, with you or anybody else
So what to do? What to do?