Candy says, [bad word] to hate my body
And all that it requires in this world

Candy says, I’d like to [bad word] What all they so discretely talk about

I’m gonna watch the blue birds fly
Over my shoulder
I’m gonna watch them pass me by
Maybe when I’m older

What do you think I’d see
If I could walk away from me

Candy says, I hate the quiet places
That cause the smallest taste of what will be

Candy says, I hate the big decisions
That cause endless revisions in my mind

I’m gonna watch the blue birds fly
Over my shoulder
I’m gonna watch them pass me by
Maybe when I’m older

What do you think I’d see
If I could walk away from me