Stated his case and backed away so slowly
Said, you don't own me, I'll call to get my things
8 years old and like a weed still growing
I stood there frozen and listened to her say
Chorus: Stay, stay, stay, stay
She gave me a simple ultimatum:
If you have reasons state them now or take them to your grave
In my mind, I could list them all verbatim
But I couldn't say them, instead, I heard that same refrain
Chorus: Stay, stay, stay, stay (repeat)
I'm so tired of running around in place
Waiting for the day when someone will say: Stay!
Chorus Repeat 2X
Notes: an ironic narrative where the singer waits to hear words that
she has seen and heard others wait to hear their whole lives
