You’ve pulled a few strings,
Stolen my ideas
Taken my kindness for granted,
You’re not worth all the tears
I see you’re slipping stitches,
Your setup so passé
It's an easy victory for me
when your work's so cliché
Nobody stands a chance here in my way
is it so wrong to be selfish for a change?
Nobody stands a chance here in my way
is it so wrong to be selfish today?
Cut the cord
Mark the pins
You’re not bad at darning, darling
But that doesn't mean anything
Cut the cord,
and mark the pins,
You're not bad at what you do,
but that doesn't mean a thing
Seamless needlework
tailoring the perfect trim
I've got so much work to do,
where on earth do I begin?
Fearless infantry
Stand behind me in my stride
Stopping's not an option
when your goals are anything like mine
You've put up a fight,
Tearing at the inseam
Watching everything falling apart
won't keep me from my dream
