Plaits and Wire Glasses Lyrics

Plaits and wire glasses

Admired by the masses

So used to acting

She don't know that she's acting

Never gets a recess

How she copes is anyone's guess

And she's home alone with siblings

And she's trying to do the dishes

I don't think

She knows how

She keeps on

Her two feet

Emotional faux maturity, oh

The plaits and glasses sent my head spinning

She had a ghost for a dad

Too busy to be sad

And though her brain was young

Her mind had miner's lung

She had to grow up fast

Catch up on sleep in class

She had to cook for three

And she was still fourteen, oh

Emotional faux maturity, oh

How I know now

How it lures me

But back then, oh

My eyes were gleaming

Too young to know why

She did that to me