I live among angels, and they around me Caught in the crossfire, the youngest of three I'm an adult, darling, please treat me as such This house is an avalanche, we're all losing touch So I'm going off for a while Away to the city Armed with a scowl or a smile But pretty unprepared Spare me your queries and candlelit theories Spare me your tears and your leading looks Childhood is selfish and I'm still too scared You raised me by the book, now I'm unprepared Yes I'm unprepared The tears are a camouflage, I thrive in the rain Ambition has driven me, both up and insane So I'm coming home for a while Away from the city Armed with a scowl or smile But pretty unprepared