Calloused Fingers Won't Make You Strong, Edith Wong
A studio apartment somewhere new
Somewhere far away from here
It doesn't feel
Are you lonesome
Now you've got first share
A broken heart won't mend
You're jealous of your only friend
It doesn't matter what they're paying you
You just want
When you're sitting in the spotlight
A standing ovation every night
Does it occur to you
That something isn't right
When you're kissing someone new
But you know your hearts not through
The last boy
Do you say to yourself 'this will do'
You can hide in the cinema
You've got the money to spend
But the movies always end
Then its your life again
You can practice all day long
Till the notes are perfect
But your hearts all wrong
Calloused fingers won't make you strong
Edith wong.
Writer/s: Casiotone for the Painfully Alone
