Jo Marie Takes the Knife (June 19 1991)
I always seem to come in second place.
When will it be my turn to shine?
When can I make your eyes light up?
Should I set a date?
Why can I not make you proud?
And make your heart flutter with my accomplishments.
Why aren't your joyous screams loud?
When I try to take the lead.
I know of my failures and tried to make them right.
I tried to do well and make something of myself.
But somehow your joy is somewhere else.
I've tried to make you proud
and give you something to brag about.
However I always seem to fall short.
I cant reach or stand on the pedestal that you've set for me.
No matter how hard I try.
I know I disappoint you.
If only you knew what I could do.
Just give me a chance to prove myself.
Let me show you what Im capable of.
Give me a chance to right my failures and thus earn your love. Please mom give me this chance to come in first.
This time around
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