Fifteen thousand times a day
I hear a voice within me say
"Hide yourself behind a screen
You shouldn′t be heard, you shouldn't be seen
You′re just an awful in-between"
That's what I am, an in-between
It's just like smallpox quarantine
I can′t do this, I can′t go there
I'm just a circle in a square
I don′t fit in anywhere
I'm past the stage of doll and carriage
I′m not the age to think of marriage
I'm too old for toys and I′m too young for boys
I'm just an in-between
I'm not a child, all children bore me
I′m not grown up, grown-ups ignore me
And in every sense, I′m just on a fence
I'm just an in-between
I′ll be glad when Mama lets me go to dances
And have romances
I'll be glad to have a party dress that boys will adore
A dress that touches the floor
I′m sick and tired of bedtime stories
I'm so inspired by love and glories
But I guess it′s no use, I still get Mother Goose
I'm just an in-between
I'm allowed to go to picture shows
That is if Nurse is feeling able
But we only go to Mickey Mouse
I′m not allowed Clark Gable
It′s such an imposition for a girl who's got ambition
To be an in-between
My dad says I should bother more about my lack of grammar
The only thing that bothers me is my lack of glamour
Why, if I could use a lipstick and a powder puff
Who knows, I might be Garbo in the rough
Instead of in-between
I′ll be glad when Uncle Jim can't call me "precious child"
That simply drives me wild
I′ll be glad to have a date that doesn't grow on a tree
A date that′s not history
I'll be so glad when I have grown some
For by myself I get so lonesome
And I hope and pray for the day
When I'll be sweet sixteen
Then I won′t have to be an in-between
Writer(s): Duncan Sheik Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
