claw machine کے بول

I saw the TV glow, I, I am in the eighth grade Sending grown men grainy photos of my rib cage My bedroom has no doors, so I can never close 'em I paint the ceiling black so I don't notice when my eyes are open I paint the ceiling black so I don't notice when my eyes are open And somewhere south of Tallahassee A teenage boy with a summer job He's driving grown men around a golf course He's going home to a manicured lawn And digging holes in his manicured lawn I think I was born bored I think I was born blue I think I was born wanting more I think I was born already missing you Ooh But my heart is like a claw machine Its only function is to reach It can't hold on to anything No, I can't hold on to anything When my best friend started driving, we never went to class The worst part of the car crash was talking to her dad I said I wasn't scared But I was thinking it You know it's a mistake When it's me who is making it It's always the wrong thing when it's me who's saying it