Your blowing bubbles and birthday candles
Dismantles me part by part
Your riding rails and drawing straws
Impales me hard
I’m caught in a phone booth on the beach
You reach for your gun
Do I watch or run
Will someone call 911 please
You were everything I wanted and more
Oh and everything was magic
But more went overboard
You beat your children for needing you
Still you hunger to conceive
A brand new pup might cuddle up
But he won’t be enough for your greed
I’m caught in a phone booth on the beach
You reach for your gun
Do I watch or run
Will someone call 911 please
You were everything they needed and more
Oh and everything was magic
But more went overboard
I hate the way that you lie to me
But I love you anyway
Because you tell me
Every little thing is gonna be o.k.
I’m caught in a phone booth on the beach
You reach for your gun
Do I watch or run
Will someone call 911 please
You were everything I wanted and more
Oh and everything was magic
But more was overboard
Thursday, February 2, 2006
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