sometimes the world knocks on my door and
tells me to come out but
i would rather stay inside
‘cause outside, it’s cold and dark
nobody dances in the rain anymore
(what do you thinks umbrellas are for, you silly girl?)
people have better things to do than
enjoy being alive
nowadays
(smiling is so last year)
here, wear this
watch this
laugh at this isn’t it hilarious?
they let others choose for them
(that’s what’s really hilarious, dear)
i think i’d rather create myself, thanks
what happened to being your own person?
and honey, believe me,
i wouldn’t fit in your cookie-cutter molds
or your toothpick-leg pants
or your Barbie-doll personality
if i tried
(and maybe i don’t want to)
i’ll stay inside with my crayons and old pictures,
books and favorite songs,
teddy bears and memories
thankyouverymuch
i won’t starve my body
or my mind
so I can
look like
talk like
you
(sweetie, desperation is not your color)
and if you ask me to
come out of my shell
my childhood
my life and my choices
i’ll slam the door in your face, buh-bye!
(good luck trying to get me to open it again)
cause outside, people
are cold and dark
they’re black holes
everywhere everywhere everywhere
(i won’t let them suck the light out of my soul)
if growing up means not smiling ever ever ever,
(not ever)
maybe i won’t
i just won’t and you can’t make me
(i’d like to see you try, i can always use a laugh)
i know i can’t hide forever—deep deep down shhh don’t tell anyone
(but darling, i’m naïve, remember? it comes with the territory)
so i’ll curl up under the covers
(no monster would dare touch my blankets)
and i’ll pretend i can live happily ever after
you can try and make me grow up
(but i’ll just sing louder than you)
you can try and make me come outside
(but i won’t)
cause sweetheart,
you know the world’s a sad place when everyone’s so afraid of getting wet
that they forget to look for the rainbow
and i would really rather stay inside
(sometimes children are the most grown-up after all)