Lyrics

The nurses played God and now are being punished
I played House, not God, when I was a kid
But looking back, they’re not that different
I kissed, killed, and healed who I pleased

And I once raised a New Kid from the dead
And I was elected president
But I still get nervous when I’m in the house all alone
That’s why I’m too self-centered to let you go

I am still a child
Imagination wild
Coloring denial
It’s June or July, it’s June or July, it’s June or July
No more playgrounds
Put your hands down
It’s June or July, it’s June or July, it’s June or July

Lately I’ve been walking on wooden stilts
A homemade pair of heels I carved with guarded care
To make sure I’m not too high off the ground
Because lately I’ve been good at falling down

And certain segments of our lives are just commercials
What am I advertising with this bad attitude?
Well I have not gotten better yet
So I must be a very bad ad, indeed

I have lost my mind
I don’t have the time
To be the happy kind
It’s June or July, it’s June or July, it’s June or July
Our lives are our lives
No matter what or who divides
It’s June or July, it’s June or July, it’s June or July

And the blinking lights in my brain
Have turned to red and stopped the cars in their veins!
And you may not choose your words the same
I’ve plenty of time to find other ways
Plenty of time, plenty of time
Plenty of time, plenty of time
After all, it’s only June ...or July.