What Else You Wanna Know - Maria McKee

Tell your mama you don’t need it

You don’t need it anymore

And if she tries to feed you

Spit it out on the floor

I dream in a box it’s empty

I love to sleep

If you’re dyin' to get lost

Don’t die with me

And you hang (around my neck so tight)

Like a baby (you cut into my throat)

And you hang (what else you wanna know)

And I love what we are

But I hate what I am

And I wanna be like you

But I hate when you’re like them

Don’t wanna be a father

It’s too good of an excuse to leave

Sometimes I wish I wasn’t born

It’s too bad of an excuse to breathe

And we all wake up together

These pictures shinin' in our heads

Sometimes I leave the house

Sometimes I stay in bed

And we all wake up together

And we trade each other jive

Take me with you when you go

There’s so much I wanna know