Jackie Onassis - Not Enough lyrics

Everything home gave her wasn’t enough
So she packed up her stuff
And hit the freeway
Looking for a new way to escape
The rebellion cliché
Wants to find a place where she
Can be her own DJ soundtrack’s wearing thin
One day it’ll break
Sounds like a scream coming from
The tears in the tape
And the prospect of normal scares her awake
The Australian dream
Ain’t prepared for that fate
Chatted up by the petrol station clerk, "Hey
Where you going? I know a place nearby where
All the movies are showing"
(Come on, let's go)
No thanks, coins down, out the door
Road again
Hates to be a bitch but, in a way
She’s over friends
Reaching the open road where
The mobile homes live
She wonders to the mountains if she’ll
Ever have her own kids
Couldn’t let 'em grow up
Eating spoonfuls of hopeless
Perfecting the art of going
Through the motions
She don't know where she’s going
Just gonna start a new life
Make a name for herself by writing plays
Got a whole lot of angst
Makes her characters too tight
But this type of shit wasn’t made in a day
And she’s realistic with it
Fighting with her past not to
Write another throwaway gimmick
But getting told that she’ll
Never be nothing, keeps leaking back
Chopping the head off the
Cat while it's eating
Hotel bar with a beer and a creative crisis
Looking for a soul to share the night with
Found a dude who kissed good but
Couldn’t talk shit for shit it's all right
Got drunk and did it on the kitchen sink
Now what would her parents think?
Self-destructive savant with a trick
To get big
Rocking her fuck-ups like she couldn’t
Give a fuck less
Being proud of them scars and
Fears up on her chest, and yes
She knows how fast these days can go
So everything that’s felt makes it's
Way into the play dough
Not out for fame, or a household name
Just wants those who hear it
To walk away feeling changed
But it's strange
When she talks to those she wants to touch
Can’t help but feel like
Something’s frozen up
She feels safer when she’s up there
In a character on the stage
Escaping from the awkward risk of engaging
Not sure how many times she
Wrote herself into the script
Still toying with the ending
Waiting for the twist
It's just a kid and an art
Playing their part and when it comes
You know she'll be the last to laugh

It's just a kid and an art
Playing their part and when it comes
You know she'll be the last to laugh
It's just a kid and an art
Playing their part and when it comes
You know she'll be the last to laugh
It's just a kid and an art
Playing their part and when it comes
You know she'll be the last to laugh
It's just a kid and an art
Playing their part and when it comes, well