Pity Party Poor Me

Lyrics

Break glass On the wall I guess we're not invincible After all I knock on wood I knock on wood For what? I don't know In the twenty dollar jacket I bought in South Dakota I lick my wounds Pity party poor me Forsaken by my Moon I feel the ground and the rain in my hair But I'm somewhere else. No, I am not there And the only thing I hear Is the Good Ones in my ears "shiny, shimmering thing…" It's so disheartening The walk from my apartment to the store Because when I get back I know we'll break glass some more But when it all gets better I'll knock on wood again I want to be invincible; I want to be your friend