Betty Crocker

They say fake it til you make it
 But if you never make it, then why
 They say try until you can't
 Well, I'm trying, trying to be someone
 But I'm looking in the mirror and I don't know who I see
 And I feel like a commercial that's not selling anything
 Well if Plan A's not working, it might be time to try Plan B
 Sometimes you gotta let a dream go
 Make some room for a new one to grow
 Well your heart's a big talker, you're Miss Betty Crocker
 Leave those daydreams alone
 Sometimes you gotta make a new start
 Learn to mend up the holes in your heart
 Hey there, Miss Betty Crocker, it's time to get proper
 Call this place your home
 There's a baby in the yard,
 and there's dust on the guitar, and that's okay
 Cause somewhere down the line, someday I'll find the time, someday
 Yeah you knew I'd do it all, do it all if I was able
 But wishes don't cook supper, and prayers won't pay the cable
 And God knows I got to, I gotta take care of what's mine
 Sometimes you gotta let a dream go
 Make some room for a new one to grow
 Well your heart's a big talker, you're Miss Betty Crocker
 Leave those daydreams alone
 Sometimes you gotta make a new start
 Learn to mend up the holes in your heart
 Hey there, Miss Betty Crocker, it's time to get proper
 Call this place your home
 It takes all kind of living to find out who you are
 And these kitchen walls are talking and they tell me I'm a star
 But the more I look at stars, the easier it gets to see
 Sometimes you gotta let a dream go
 Make some room for a new one to grow
 Well your heart's a big talker, you're Miss Betty Crocker
 Leave those daydreams alone
 Sometimes you gotta make a new start
 Learn to mend up the holes in your heart
 Hey there, Miss Betty Crocker, it's time to get proper
 Call this place your home
 Could be a reason you don't know
 Take it steady and slow
 But call this place your home