Pink Clay

I'm molded into your hands
Like I was made of pink clay
Spin me 'round 'cause you're bored
What do you want me to be today

And, man, it's been too long
Since I've had a good day
Life just passes me by
Wanna get out and play

Lay on top of my lawn
The grass tickles my face
Feel the sun it's so warm
Help forget yesterday

When you told me we're done
You took the sun in your haste
Along with its warmth
And all the pink left my face

And it's true what they say about you
You don't care unless you have to
You'd only care if it's all about you
You'd make it work, but you never had to

And it's been a good day
For so long
And I haven't had a good day
In so long

And I thought it would be a good day
But I was wrong
And I think that I'd have a good day
If we could just get along

I'm molded into your hands
And you made it okay
To play me like you did
Like I was made of pink clay

I didn't know that you were bored
But I wanted you to stay
Yesterday
Stay

Didn't know that I was meant to say
That I couldn't let you go
And you left
With no delay

You played me like you did
With no remorse
But that's okay

'Cause in the end
You'll find me
I'm okay