May's got a nice complexion, toned down eyes
And she looks pretty when she cries
Blinking at the person to her right
And sometimes dandelions fall
On cracked sidewalks while she walks
Blinking at the people screaming on the inside
And she gets paranoid at times
Confused to why the poets lie
And the build the walls to paradise
Inside notebook covers
The marker stains the yellow sheet
Enough to make it incomplete
Color is a jurisdiction
Untapped by the computations
Watch as my friends turn to dust
But in their eyes it's dangerous
They're making out with dirty strangers
On cold blue nights at diner counters
It makes me feel a little homesick
I don't want to be a grownup
Scared that they will not grow up
The flowerpot turns over
Ben was laughing to himself
A cold red nose, bottle of milk
Caught his shoelace in an escalator
Martin saw and got to scared
Sat down and cried right then and there
But Ben was so drunk, he could not stop laughing
Well eventually he got uncaught
And he ran nearly eighteen blocks
Fell asleep in a parking lot
Police found him in the morning
They let him go and he went back home
To find his mama on the phone
Calling everyone she knows
Trying to find him
"I'm sorry mama," Ben said
"Promise it won't happen again
I know I said last time
But this time I mean it"
She hugged him close, took him to bed
And he fell asleep while she read
From Where a Sidewalk End
I'm watching my friends turn to dust
But in their eyes it's dangerous
They're making out with dirty strangers
On cold blue nights at diner counters
It makes me feel a little homesick
I don't want to be a grownup
Scared that they will not grow up
The flowerpot turns over
Karen was a lonely girl
She never ate, but no one cared
She liked to wear fancy clothes on Fridays
She didn't have many friends
Except for Susan and Joanne
They liked to watch TV about teenagers
Well at night she didn't sleep too well
She checked her phone, she cut her hair
Time moves slow when she's alone awake
And on Tuesday she wasn't at school
But no one called or texted her
Her brother found her sleeping in her bed
Well he tried to wake her, started screaming
Realized that she wasn't breathing
Brought her to the hospital
Where she went to intensive care
At home they found pills on her desk
Her favorite doll, a pretty dress
Hung up in a closet with a mirror
She woke up the next day
Didn't have a lot to say
But she said that she was sorry and she cried
I'm watching my friends turn to dust
But in their eyes it's dangerous
They're making out with dirty strangers
On cold blue nights at diner counters
It makes me feel a little homesick
I don't want to be a grownup
Scared that they will not grow up
The flowerpot turns over
May's got a nice complexion, toned down eyes
And she looks pretty when she cried
Blinking at the person to her right
And sometimes dandelions fall
On cracked sidewalks while she walks
Blinking at the people screaming on the inside
May thinks about humanity
It makes her scared of our country
She writes it down and hides it in her closet
Cause she's watching her friends turn to dust
But in their eyes it's dangerous
They're making out with dirty strangers
On cold blue nights at diner counters
It makes her feel a little homesick
She doesn't want to be a grownup
Scared that they will not grow up
The flowerpot turns over