Locked Up

Written by
Ingrid Michaelson

i have taken a wrong turn
when will i learn. when will i learn?
should i show them all my scars?
cherry red bleeding burn

like an angry apple tree
i throw my apples if you get too close to me

but if i look to my right, will i see the one i fight for
if i look to my right
or if i turn to my left, we i see that i have kept my heart
locked up, locked up so tight

love, love, love is everywhere
but not a drop for me to drink
tie me up and bind my feet
drop me in and watch me sink

like an angry apple tree
i throw my apples if you get too close to me

but if i look to my right, will i see the one i fight for
if i look to my right
or if i turn to my left, we i see that i have kept my heart
locked up, locked up

if i was 17 i could find it in-between
the cushions of somebody's couch
i could find it. i could find it
if i was 17 i could find it in a dream
a dime a dozen kind of love
i could find it. i could find it
but i'm not 17 and i lost it in-between
the birthday cakes and fast mistakes
that roll by
ba da ba ba da ba ba, ba da ba ba da ba da dum

but if i look to my right, will i see the one i fight for
if i look to my right
or if i turn to my left, we i see that i have kept my heart
locked up, locked up

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