Well here is me on tragedy
i always want what's out of reach
she pulls dyed black hair back and sighs
fuck that night out with the guys
i never get a word in with them, anyway.
the telephone doesn't scare me anymore
you're home
and i am here alone
my dear
always stupidly sarcastic
my hyper - spastic superhero girl.
So break the bruised monogamy
and let him fade to memory
and your erotic wet atomic eyes
keep reoccuring in my mind
do me a favor please
and touch your lips to mine.
The telephone doesn't scare me anymore
you're home
and i am here alone my dear
always stupidly sarcastic
my hyper - spastic superhero girl.