Shaking In My Boots

I'm falling apart, you know, and I'm not the only one
You and me, we stuck together like some bubble gum
Listening to music- all I hear's a vibration
That boy's good looking but I don't really know him

So what do I do now?
The orange juice is cutting loose and the milk has all gone sour
So what do I do now?
I'm shaking in my boots and my eyes are facing down

I'm kicking a can, you know, in front of your house
Throw it in the window with a note that says Mickey Mouse
I'm making pictures cause I draw on photographs
I gave buckteeth to her and I gave you a mustache

So what do I do now?
The orange juice is cutting loose and the milk has all gone sour
So what do I do now?
I'm shaking in my boots and my eyes are facing down

I'm calling a phone and, boy, you don't know his name
Neither do I, but I saw him yesterday
He was reading letters in a book inside his hand
Cried out "Oh God!" and "Could that be a man?"

But I said it softly, so it went under my breath
I felt so awkward that I got up and I left
Maybe sleeping is so you can wake from dreams
Maybe waking is harder than it seems

So what do I do now?
That I'm cookie cutter, I'm painted rubber and I've got a mouth
So what do I do now?
I'm shaking in my boots and my eyes are facing down