All she wants is to be stable
Ever since she left the cradle
She can put her past behind her
They're so quick to give labels

But in those eyes
I see entitlement and poise in a room
Stepping so softly in plain white shoes
They've seen many better days
No stranger to gloom
She's ready to leave
Toys in her tomb

Stuck in my mind all day
Hope you're doing okay

But in those eyes
I see entitlement and poise in a room
Stepping so softly in plain white shoes
They've seen many better days
No stranger to gloom
She's ready to leave
Toys in her tomb

Stuck in my mind all day
Hope you're doing okay