Pocket Knife

Please don't make my wedding dress

I'm too young to marry yet

Can you see my pocket knife?

You can't make me be a wife

How the world just turns & turns

How does anybody learn?

Mummy, put your needle down

How did you feel when you were young?

Cos I feel like I've just been born

Even though I'm getting on

How the world slips by so fast

How does anybody last?

As the world keeps coming

And the bees keep humming

And I'll keep running

Flowers I can do without

I don't want to be tied down

White material will stain

My pocket knife's going to shiny blade

I'm not trying to cause a fuss

I just want to make my own fuck-ups

I'm not trying to break your heart

I'm just trying not to fall apart