Two Little Lines

Shit, shit, shit, shit

I know that swearing isn't helping it

But fuck I've had enough, this waiting isn't getting better

I'm sweating and I'm shaking and I'm dreading this mistake

I can't pretend I'm dreaming when I feel so damn awake

So I'll close my eyes and I'll count to five and I'll use that time to remind me

Of things to keep my mind at ease like friends and school and family

My family, what will they think of me?

I don't know where I'm going

But these results better start showing

Take a moment, relax, try to inhale

And imagine that everything's fine

Before you notice your life start to derail

Just remember the future's still bright

So I'll give what I got whether they like it or not

I'm not changing the plot to my story

I've got brains, I've got heart, and I've got plenty of time

So why should I be scared of two little lines

There's a ring around that tub, this bathroom sure needs scrubbing

Look at that toilet brush just sitting in that scum

Anything to take my mind off this 'cause more than likely if it's positive

I'll never face the world, I'll make this bathroom my new home

I don't know where I'm going, so much for all I know

Take a moment, relax, try to inhale

And imagine that everything's fine

Before you notice your life start to derail

Just remember the future's still bright

So I'll give what I got whether they like it or not

I'm not changing the plot to my story

I've got brains, I've got heart, and I've got plenty of time

So why should I be scared of two little lines

This is the last thing that I want

The last thing that I need

And I know it can't be positive

What if it's positive?

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My prom dress...

I won't fit into my prom dress

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These florescent lights don't flatter, but imagine six months fatter

I'll be disgusting, I'll look old

And put everything on hold, do everything I'm told

By my folks who'll disown me, so lonely

And who'd have thought this messy chance would mean nine months in stretchy pants

And the end of senior year, and the end of seventeen

And Tom, how will I drop the bomb?

Just tell him, "Hey, I'm gonna be a mom!"

I just want my mom, I just need my mom

Or I'll just run away

I'll just run away

Take a moment, relax, try to inhale

And imagine that everything's fine

Before you notice your life start to derail

Just remember the future's still bright

So I'll give what I got whether they like it or not

I'm not changing the plot to my story

I've got brains, I've got heart, and I've got plenty of time

So why should I be scared of two little lines

Two little lines