Now normally if I can help. But I don't spend a lot of time in a principal's office. What? 9'o clock Now as I get to school, I hear the late bell ringin'. Runnin' through the halls, I hear the
Music Row. Down on music Row. If you want to be a star. That's where you've got to go I waited there 'till eight o'clock. When office doors became unlocked. Then I started walkin'. Down the streets
Verse 1. Don't cut me, punch me, just let me go. Into the nurse’s office where I float away. I'm pale as the loose-leaf paper they grow. From hollowing out all my lungs in the snow. Pre-Chorus. Yeah
