Polaroid your husband's empty stare
He's hypnotized in ways you'll never care
Taste, what others taste
And face, your own despair
He wont ever touch your hair
His imprint is on your lovers' chair
He might check out without a sound
Don't let gloomy bring you down
This year...
My parents died and I was never phased (you are not the one who's scared)
The more I bruise, the less I care with age (you are not you are not oh oh oh)
Because life is a cage
A big waste of time
Hold tight, pretty's got you down
Sleep bright, mystics on the prowl
I might kick you when you're down
She might leave you out of bounds
This year...
When it flies
How long must I wait?
How long will it take?
Hold tight, pretty's got you down
Sleep bright, mystics on the prowl
I might kick you when you're down
She might leave you out of bounds
I might leave you when you're out
She might take a trip down south
When it flies