[SUSANNAH]
Every girl has seen the picture in the picture books
Of the perfect family
Father, junior, and the mother smiling as she cooks
Looking pretty as can be

I wish I looked like the lady in the picture books
Like a blonde and blushing bride

Cuz if I looked like the lady in the picture books
I could use her as my guide
I’m in a trap
I need a map

Because I’m tired of waiting, I’m tired of waiting
And I want to know, which way my life will go
I’m tired of grasping and fumbling and gasping
Someone help me see, just what my life might be
Will someone throw me a rope?
I hope

And the role they say is normal don’t appeal to me
Anyway it’s one I’d never be able to play
They can pretend I’m Betty Crocker but I’ll never be
As the world reminds me every day
And I’m tired of waiting, I’m tired of waiting
Oh, I want to know, which way my life will go
I’m tired of stalling and lifting then falling
Someone show me, please, my possibilities
Will I be able to cope?
I hope

This is the way that you make his dinner
This is the way that you get a little thinner
This is the way you fit in with the fashion
This is the way that you lose your passion
This is the way that the feelings smother
This is the way I become my mother
That is the pill bottle on the shelf

What is the way to become myself, become myself, become myself
Will I be proud of the life that I’m allowed?
If I do not win will I just give in?

Because I’m tired of waiting and deliberating
I just want to know which way my life will go
I’m tired of grasping and fumbling and gasping
Someone help me see, just what my life might be
I’m tired of crying, defending, and dying
I just want to know, which way my life will go
Do I throw in the towel?
Take the easy way out?
Do I rage, do I mope?
No, I hope
I hope, I hope
I hope, I hope
I hope, I hope
I hope, I hope