pink lips, pale face
ending in my disgrace
Burn me, soft taste

And I seem
Stuck in a daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately my hope seems
Slowly crinkling, wasting

Cos I’m just a little underhand
And go mad, I don’t understand
And I don’t want to go to bed tonight
And in my glass i fly to the Motherland
Or throw love to another man
my hearts too cold
And angels cry

Big hips, fat thighs
sometimes wet eyes
He won’t touch
he’s never tried
leaves me unsatisfied

And I seem
Stuck in a daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately my smile seems
Slowly crinkling, wasting

covered in white
Closed eye
And hoping for another life
This time, we’ll fade out tonight
Straight down the line

And I seem
Stuck in a daydream
Been this way since 18
But lately my heart seems
Slowly crinkling, wasting