Emotional Traffic

No one wants to think about getting older, They try to push you out before it's over; The same world that lifts you up can put you in your place. What they call progress will never wait for me And I should probably just go out quietly, But I've still

Let's just cut it down the middle Let it bleed and bleed out I'll clean up the mess, baby You stand there and shout Cry, cry Baby, I can't hold us together Paint me in a corner Cover me with rage I'll take it like a circus lion Silent in my cage Cry,

Ferris wheel, parking lot Leather jacket, acid rock Blacklight poster, seventeen Cherry lipstick, dairy queen That's what I think of when I think of your love That's right That's the kind of you I kinda need tonight Life is a battle Don't think I can

You got your head in your supper And the eyes of your mother, baby Locked on you Everybody wants a piece of you, oh yeah And your phone keeps ringing Cause your cousin's singing at the local bar Everybody wants to be a star Just like you are You kept