Sitting watching it rain
Hoping I'm gonna be something
And it's just like me to think about what I want
What I want

Went to watch my friend play
Cruised the van down Broadway, Broadway
And "I'd Rather Go Blind" was playing on WXNA
I pretended I was in a movie about my life

'Cause nothing seems to go better when I
Grab onto anything too tight, too tight
I can't count all of the times
I said I'd never show my cards
But here you are

Why does every boy I meet
Try to tell me how to live or what to eat
I've always had a grip on it
I've always done my own weird thing
Sometimes that means I want candy for my lunch

'Cause nothing seems to go better when I
Grab onto anything too tight, too tight
I can't count all of the times
I said I'd never show my cards
But here you are

When I got back from that show
All I really wanted was to be alone
But my roomie he was there
He's got a good heart, good heart
Never closes cabinets
And I just think it's sweet

'Cause nothing seems to go better when I
Grab onto anything too tight, too tight
I can't count all of the times
I said I'd never show my cards
But here you are

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Writer(s): Lillian Hiatt