Little Woman
I'm a little girl, not exactly a woman
I got woman height, got woman mind, but not exactly woman mind
I make mistakes I can't fake but do grown woman make mistakes, make mistakes
Take a look at my momma strong woman independent
Don't need a hand, only lend it
Then get right back down to business
Heard grown people make mistakes, so can I make them too
I got the feeling as I get older
Life gets harder
It really does become such a bother
I got responsibilities
Last minute plans are not for me
Business days 5-3, 3-5
Those are not my rules
Those are hers '
Those are his
They ain't mine
Little child, older child grown child, all the time
And if I could escape, I would do that too
I like fantasy, and cartoon, even ones for the little kids
I hide under my covers at night when the room gets too dark
I sleep in mommy's bed after scary movies
I get over dramatic
I break out in dance at random times, and I practice
But do grown people do that
So imma have to stop that
Maybe that's why they don't trust me
Or take me seriously
Or why they have so much to say about me
Cuz suddenly I'm a teacher
Or a shoe lacer
Or maybe just a bather
A horsey back rider
A chef in the kitchen
Cuz I just keep slipping, slipping, I just keep slipping up
I'm so quick to jump and solve my own problems
But for some reason those problems aren't entirely mine
What if I do it own and then I don't do it right
I second guess myself, doubt, maybe I should give up I'll be fine
You want me to be independent but get anxious when I am
You tell me I don't know my world yet I can't navigate it yet
But I barely see a world to navigate
You tell me much later, but laters much sooner
When I do something wrong I break down and shut down
Because I don't know how to deal with it
When I am under stress I get, anxious
I can solve it
Really, I can solve it
But for some reason I always go back to you to solve it for me
For me
Stuck between
Stuck between
I'm a little woman
I'm a little woman
I'm a little woman
Little little little little little little little little little little
I got woman height, got woman mind, but not exactly woman mind
I make mistakes I can't fake but do grown woman make mistakes, make mistakes
Take a look at my momma strong woman independent
Don't need a hand, only lend it
Then get right back down to business
Heard grown people make mistakes, so can I make them too
I got the feeling as I get older
Life gets harder
It really does become such a bother
I got responsibilities
Last minute plans are not for me
Business days 5-3, 3-5
Those are not my rules
Those are hers '
Those are his
They ain't mine
Little child, older child grown child, all the time
And if I could escape, I would do that too
I like fantasy, and cartoon, even ones for the little kids
I hide under my covers at night when the room gets too dark
I sleep in mommy's bed after scary movies
I get over dramatic
I break out in dance at random times, and I practice
But do grown people do that
So imma have to stop that
Maybe that's why they don't trust me
Or take me seriously
Or why they have so much to say about me
Cuz suddenly I'm a teacher
Or a shoe lacer
Or maybe just a bather
A horsey back rider
A chef in the kitchen
Cuz I just keep slipping, slipping, I just keep slipping up
I'm so quick to jump and solve my own problems
But for some reason those problems aren't entirely mine
What if I do it own and then I don't do it right
I second guess myself, doubt, maybe I should give up I'll be fine
You want me to be independent but get anxious when I am
You tell me I don't know my world yet I can't navigate it yet
But I barely see a world to navigate
You tell me much later, but laters much sooner
When I do something wrong I break down and shut down
Because I don't know how to deal with it
When I am under stress I get, anxious
I can solve it
Really, I can solve it
But for some reason I always go back to you to solve it for me
For me
Stuck between
Stuck between
I'm a little woman
I'm a little woman
I'm a little woman
Little little little little little little little little little little
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Writer(s): Priscilla Manning
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