Well it seems you've got a baby girl to a man who will not love you well and you're walking down Brunswick street and you're buying the baby's tears with treats. You look perfect, you look fine and you hold it together most of the time but when the baby's crying and you know, he's lying... He was the best looking boy you'd known so you married him and made him home. Dropped out of university all because he said "Well Honey, you're pretty." Yes, you are pretty but you are not fine 'cause you've forgotten you're partly Divine and if you don't start crying, you may never shine. Step on out of line, Outside the square I dare you To just not give a damn. 'Cause people won't understand? Don't let them scare you. You play boy games and he plays girl games and every Saturday, you swap over again, and you wonder why he "Just don't hear!". Are you saying it loud, are you making it clear or are you hiding away, behind all those perfect things that you say? You know that you don't wanna be, You don't wanna be, You don't wanna be, You don't wanna be no divorcee by 23. Well is that your best reason to stay? You're worried about what your brothers' friends' mothers' might one day say? Step on out of line, Outside the square I dare you To just not give a damn. 'Cause people won't understand? Don't let them scare you. You really should step on out of line, Outside the square I dare you To go confront your man Help him understand these subtleties about you. You don't wanna be, You don't wanna be, You don't wanna be, You don't wanna be no divorcee by 23. Well is that your best reason to stay? Think about what your baby girl might one day say.