Everybody looks at me
 Like they're so surprised that I can breathe.
 I need to get out of this town.
 I need to run for my own now.
 
 And all my lack of style, I blame on him.
 And all I want is this...
 I need to have my time.
 But I'm glued, I'm glued to the script.
 
 Everybody looks at me
 Then turns to their friend and says something.
 I hate this town and my new life.
 I'm tired of waiting all the time.
 
 And all my lack of skill, I blame on him.
 And all I ask is this...
 I need to feel alive...
 But you're glued, you're glued to the script.