Feeling Left Out - Tell Me Where It Hurts Lyrics
Tell Me Where It HurtsIndie in IndianaHours early, and this money burns holes in my pocketsOne foot after the otherA ring - a phone call from my mother"I know what was making me sick"said my mom - from across the countrythere's no delay in a voice from a thousand miles awaythough I wish there wasJust wait till I get home momI'll show that sickness in your stomachWho's boss mom"Don't worry about me" she said"Don't come home, you're finally living your dream now"Phone falls into my pocketMy lungs - feel the weight of the world now