Amanda Hotte - Nat Geo Lyrics

Maybe I'm the idiot
My god, did I make a mess at your party for two, I'm the unwanted guest
Told my mom I was tired of staying in line, told my father goodbye then I cut the ties

Don't you think it's funny how we never really change
The child's still screaming, the teen is still coming of age
And I don't know why I'm terrified to figure her out
So I'll latch myself onto things that I could really do without

So I'll wrap her in clippings and stare at the wall 'till the pictures I placed there begin to fall
Sit on your couch with my knees to my chest and I won't say a word until I am addressed

Don't you think it's funny how we never really change
The child's still screaming, the teen is still coming of age
And I don't know why I'm terrified to figure her out
So I'll latch myself onto things that I could really do without

Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh