Gold Star

I don’t think I can be all I want
In the hearts of others
«Be a gold star,» they say, «be good
For your father»
Eldest daughter, you’ll bear the weight
Grow to hate
Come out of it
Left singing
Oh please, show me mercy, mercy
I just can’t take this
Shame, I wear it for you
Ohh, you
I don’t think I can be all I want
In the hearts of others
«Be a gold star,» they say, «What a waste
You never made it further»