i can get emotional too

Sometimes I’m a girl
And sometimes I’m the oldest man in the world
On the loneliest train car in the busiest city
Wishing that someone might think that I’m pretty
Sometimes i’m the boss
And sometimes I’m all curled up in your palm
You string me along, a loose thread of a seam
I’m still hoping that you might say what you mean
Like «I didn’t think that, you could get mad
No I didn’t think that you could get mad
No I didn’t think that you could get mad»
But I can and i am and i can and I am and I can and I am and I can
(I break my neck
So you can heal it
To feel important
So make it make sense
I make the bed
So you can get in
I break my neck
How could you forget)
Sometimes I’m on time
But most of my life I’ve been running behind
Now it seems like I’ll never catch up
But the world spins too fast when it’s all said and done
Sometimes i’m your friend
And sometimes I hope to never see you again
In the busiest city on the loneliest evening
I miss you so much I can hardly believe it