Cinderella

Haley Johnsen

Compositor: Haley Johnsen

I’ve had three cups of coffee
And I'm on my fourth again
Forgot to take the trash out
This weeks filling to the brim
There’s spiders on the ceiling
And their watching me get by
I'm standing on the sidelines tonight

But when I wake up
I’ll run the wash and clean the wine up off the rug
I'm a fired up Cinderella
Just trying to just trying to keep up
Yeah, I'm dying to, I'm dying to be someone

I’ve seen my mother smiling
Walking with a ball and chain
I’ve heard my father crack a joke
Through all his aches and pains
All to keep the lights on for my brother and I
Just knowing it’ll be alright

But when I wake up
I’ll run the wash and clean the wine up off the rug
I'm a fired up Cinderella
Just trying to just trying to keep up
Yeah, I'm dying to, I'm dying to be someone

Sometimes when I can’t sleep
And my stomach churns with each heartbeat
I imagine my hands open wide
Letting go of all my pride

When I wake up
I’ll run the wash and clean the wine up off the rug
I'm a fired up Cinderella
Just trying to just trying to keep up
Yeah, I'm dying to, I'm dying to be someone
Yeah, I'm dying to, I'm dying to be someone