Look at little girl
With her hands on her eyes
Always full of bad ideas
Whenever she cries
Yeah she’s always
Putting it together

Her father is too busy  
For the attention that she needs
Her mother’s never ‘round
And her sadness, it feeds
Yeah, she’s always
Putting it together

Yeah, I wish she knew
That someone out there
Cared for her soul
Wanted her life in control
But until she realizes this
Here I stand
Putting it together   

Well, I saw that girl yesterday
And I told her how I feel
She said she’d like to love me
Yeah - if love is even real
Yeah she’s always
Putting it together
Ooh, she’s always
Putting it together

© Kurt Riley, 2017.