Miss Y

I feel like a substitute stittin' on the sideline, Clicking every single finger waiting for the right time, I feel like a substitute sitting pretty in my prime, I'm about to play the game 'cause I'm running out of time Drop your knees to the floor, Hands to the sky, Give a round of applause for the great Miss Y, I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here, Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here? I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here, Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here? and the lights, they, get stronger the longer that you have to wait, for the honour, the honour, to be grey. I feel like I'm stuck inside a race, feel like I'm catching up, Oh, Marina what a shame you didn't make the upper cut! Feel like I'm stuck inside a race, feel like I'm catching up, Oh Marina, we're so sorry, but you didn't make the cut. Drop your knees to the floor, Hands to the sky, Give a round of applause for the great Miss Y, I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here, Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here? I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here, Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here? and the lights, they, get stronger the longer that you have to wait, for the honour, the honour, to be grey.