Miranda, just get out of there You spend your days on the hook And you traded your life for sleepless nights Just to live it by the books Miranda, do you find When you fall you're behind Your colleagues are crawling Out of here You make time for research Ignoring you're still hurt From cycles of burnout All these years You said this was your last degree But I am not so sure I hear you I see you I feel you shutting down Just keep me here as you burn out Stacks of books in our living room No space for company And you speed-read away Don't mind when I stay Center stage in front of the TV I hear you I see you I feel you shutting down Just keep me here as you burn out You said you'd count on me So here I am, endlessly But that only helps so much