Circles

No, I don’t own a TV
I don’t read the news
See, I’m still under covers
And it’s already past noon
I made plans to meet you
But I don’t plan on moving
I went out last night again
Is that a good excuse?
And I’ll live in circles, again
And I’ll break my mother’s heart
From the bedroom to the bar
I will dance, I will dance
Cut my teeth on my first love
Wake up where I started from
All the years I didn’t care
On my own, on my own
Learned to live and cut my hair —
I’ll grow it out again next year
I don’t know about science
Was never too good at that
It took too much concentration
Just as hard as maths
So I went to music school
And they told me I had something
But I got bored of trying
And I couldn’t even finish that
And I’ll live in circles again
And I’m breaking my mother’s heart
From the bedroom to the bar
I will dance, I will dance
Cut my teeth on my first love
Wake up where I started from
All the years I didn’t care
On my own, on my own
I learned to live and I cut my hair —
I’ll grow it out again next year
I’m always on a diet
Now I’m counting what I eat
And maybe by next summer
I’ll be happy with me
No, I don’t own a tv
And I don’t read the news
See I’m, I’m still under covers
And it’s already past noon