Do I dare google the thing That I don't even wanna know? Or do I wanna know To toughen up and be admirable? The moment I wake up, feet on the ground I'm ready to lay my body back down There's no, no, no, no amount Of sleep that'll turn my frown Back to the middle I feel like a little girl with a black cherry popsicle Saying it's melting, I'm making a mess and I needed a napkin, but you wouldn't listen Starting the day Is ripping a band-aid off of my grown out hairy legs Taking a walk Is an astronaut on Jupiter, oh, I wanna go Back to the middle I feel like a little girl tryna solve some hopeless riddle You're saying it's normal, you're saying I'm healthy Been saying I'm hurting, but you won't help me Do I dare google the thing that scares me? But I think it's better know Better to be ready Maybe then, I'll feel more steady