midtown waitress

The Paper Kites

Oh momma, I don t want to sit and listen to
What you re talking about
We re both young and we re going move to the city
Yeah, we found a little place up there
We don t need a lecture bout things that could go wrong
I m not a child no more
So let me be my own
Let me be my own

So, I got a job as a waitress
It s not much, but we re getting by
Three months in, we re happy and we re living
Like I told you we could be
Every time I call you, yeah, you re crying
And I don t want to do you wrong
But I m not coming home
Let me be my own

Oh, the things we do
To make it on our own

People say this town is fast, and if you don t hold on
It blows you back to where you came from
God is money, love s a game
And everyone is angry at the president
Protests on the street, people shouting
And I ll say that I m angry, too
But not enough to go
I m trying to be my own

Hey ma, it s been a while, yeah, I m just checking in
Seeing how you ve been
Nothing s wrong I m doing fine, no, that s a lie
I m not doing so well
Lost my job, and joey found religion
And he also found another girl
That s not how it s supposed to go
And I m missing home
I m trying to be my own
But I guess I just feel a little alone

Oh, the things we do
To make it on our own