Tip of My Tongue - Gender Roles

Collar on, wander like a dog waiting, orders from above

Sitting at a red light, like a good boy does

Cage shut, handcuffs with no keys, I’m waiting

The signs that I need to know that it’s okay to leave

I’m here for now until you say

Those words on the tip of my tongue

And I lost with your direction, everytime

You’re gone, I need something, yeah I need something

Imprisoned, in shackles that I made up myself

I’ve got a padlock on my brain

Dreaming of a green light to give me the signs that I need

To know that it’s okay to leave

I’m here for now until you say

Those words on the tip of my tongue

And I lost with your direction, everytime

You’re gone, I need something

Something I can recognise, I can recognise

Give me something more familiar

I need a face that I know

Give me cover, give me strength

Give me anything to get through

I’m here for now until you say

Those words on the tip of my tongue

And I lost with your direction, everytime

You’re gone, I need something

Something I can recognise, I can recognise

Give me something more familiar

I need a face that I know

Give me cover, give me strength

Give me anything to get through