Maybe when I’m older I’ll be clearer More attuned and understanding Well, I’m ready I wrote a list of my demands And then I burned an older version
So to start with, I’ll start over I’ll cut my hair and cut the power So who am I Without weapons? Without defense to arm my guards against intruders?
Well, this is my house So fuck your doubts And your cute battalion ‘Cause I’m steady (steady, steady, steady) And when my double scales the wall I’ll know exactly where he’s landing And I’ll surprise him (I'll surprise him)
Then, when he’s captured, with his hands bound I beg for answers to all my questions Like, "what happened? Why’d you let me let you in When I was younger? And why’d I need to?"
