The Psychic Says Paroles

No one looks at my face when I walk down the st.



I wrote my name in wet cement

I wanted to know that my life meant

Something important

Something grand

In the big scheme of things



The longer I strum this chord

The longer I feel in pain


'Cause I know the world turns

And I notice things can change



But still I can't believe

Still I can't believe

Still I can't believe

I'm gonna be a mother

Of three one day