Mid Air

Born to a family of neurotic musicians
So good at thinking, so bad at listening
You've got a bad case of normal child syndrome
Got good at keeping your feelings hidden

All of the sudden
You realized that you weren't mad and you should be
Fuck all your friends, you know you're better than them
Someday, you all won't be so young and mean

I think we're two sides of the same coin
Spinning in mid air
Looking for somewhere to land
Or some face to show

She's got what you've been looking for in a boyfriend
She likes the same music as you and she listens
On a bed in a dorm room, applying your glitter
You'rе not gonna be who you've been, you should kiss her

Driving a zip car through thе streets of Portland
Your parents are asking you what you're protesting
Don't let 'em tell you you don't understand it
If you want something, you should just demand it

I think we're two sides of the same coin
Spinning in mid air
Looking for somewhere to land
Or some face to show

I've been learning to drive
And when you're back in town next year this time
I'll pick you up and I'll give you a tour of my new life
You said that I'd be fine, I'm gonna prove you right

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh