We grow like roses on the vine
And wear our hearts on our sleeves
You probably know a girl like me.
We live alone and in our heads
We eat standing up or in our beds
Guilt and fear merge easily
In the quiet souls of girls like me.
And loneliness is like a cold,
common and no cure, we're told
We take to bed perchance to dream,
in the blue light of the TV screen.
Girls like me like summer light
and a cold beer on a summer night.
And boys who aren't afraid of what they see
Inside the eyes of girls like me.
And hopefulness is like a drug
it makes a girl believe in love
And if somehow you love us back,
we think there's something wrong with that.
Girls like me aren't hard to trust
your deepest secret's safe with us
And when it's time we set you free
You can always count on girls like me.
It's good to know a girl like me.
You used to love a girl like me.
-by Mary Chapin Carpenter