Rumer

I got Aretha
in the morning
high on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues
in springtime
Cause I know that I’ll never have the right shoes
Mama she’d notice but she’s always crying
I got no-one to confide in
Aretha nobody but you
And mama she’d notice but she’s always fighting
something in her mind
and it sounds like breaking glass
I tell Aretha
in the morning
high on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues
in springtime
Cause I know that I’ll never have the right shoes
“You got the words
Baby you got the words