I know my mom, she'd make you your favorite dishShe'd be obsessed with you quick, like on night oneShe'd welcome you in her home like you were one of her ownGive you that East Coast loveThat's why I keep her at a bird's eye viewSo she doesn't get attached to youAnd I know my dadHe'd say he's tempted to grill youIf you hurt me he'd kill youBut he's not like thatYou'd probably bond over SpringsteenAnd how much you both love meAnd vintage CadillacsThat's why I keep him at a bird's eye viewSo he doesn't get attached to youCome to think of it I think I saw the endYou didn't get a chance to chooseThere I go againMaking up a bad excuseSo I don't get attached to youTo youAttached to youTo youI know my friendsThey talk conspiracy theoriesYou'd know more of them weirdlyYou would pass their testsThey'd see how you keep me safeAnd show up for me in ways that they could never imagineThat's why I keep them at a bird's eye viewSo they don't get attached to youCome to think of it I think I saw the endYou didn't get a chance to chooseThere I go againMaking up a bad excuseSo I don't get attached to youTo youAttached to youTo youI'd rather walk on glassThan give someone the opportunity to hurt meI'd rather likeSabotage a good thingCause I'm soAfraid it could be perfectI'd rather walk on glassThan give someone the opportunity to hurt meI'd rather likeSabotage a good thingCause I'm soAfraid it could be perfectI'm on my sof