nancy drew

He likes solving mysteries
But he's no Nancy Drew
My head is just a little messed up
There's probably nothing he can do

I sit in the waiting room
The woman with the tea grey hair
Tells me about her life
And how God's not exactly fair

All this preaching, talking
It never seems to stop
And I still don't have a clue
Of why they're so obsessed with you

And if she's right, is there really no hope?
But I gotta work out soon
Why they all swear by you

Oh, I don't know
I, I, I don't know
Why they all swear by you

He likes making mockeries
Breaks your trust just for fun
God complex, he just talks about sonder
And uses big words to stun

I sit in the waiting room
The woman with the tea grey hair
I think she haunts it for the laughs
I understand why it's not fair

All this preaching, talking
It never seems to stop
And I still don't have a clue
Of why they're so obsessed with you

And if she's right, is there really no hope?
But I gotta work out soon
Why they all swear by you

Oh, I don't know
I, I, I don't know
Why they all swear by you

Oh, I don't know
I, I, I don't know
Why they all swear by you

He likes solving mysteries
But he's no Nancy Drew
My head is just a little messed up
There's probably nothing he can do



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Writer(s): Abigail L
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