If you can see yourself looking like you do    What would you say you were thinkin'?    Spending all your time looking for something new    You better swim cause your sinkin'       Go ask your mother cause she knows what you need    Left your heart open, I'm just helping it bleed       Sign you up for every program in the book    No, you don't need invitations    No one's questioning your problem or your look    It's just your public relations       Won't just ask me because I know what you need    Leavin' your heart open cause it needs time to bleed       I'll still be here, when you get here    I'll still be, I'll still be here       Yesterday I read a letter from an editor that tells me what he thinks    How all this music is boring    Concentrating on how much this really stinks    It's not my fault if you're snoring       Go ask your mother cause she knows what you need    Left your open cause it needs time to bleed       I'll still be here, when you get here    I'll still be, I'll still be here       So across the Atlantic doesn't sound that romantic    Since everyone has done it, so it's dumb    I'd like to say I'm sorry for intruding    But I'm sick of your eluding    To the fact that growing up is growing old       Just say that you'll be here    Just say that you'll be here    That was so close