This monument to the matron
quick change of mood when you came in
a nervous introduction then we can form invincible alliance
but youre growing fond of deception
with all the things that you forget to mention
and every indiscretion
pushes me further away
desperate, do you ever grow tired of begging
i know id rather live with nothing
negative, maybe but ive been working on it
progress just moves so slowly
we are growing more and more distant
miss model mess hits the pavement
young debutante formed a habit
measures that may seem drastic
whatever makes you feel accepted
but im going south for the season
with nothing but a paperback companion
and mine is the only opinion with which ill have to agree
each and every underpass that bears the declaration of a dated love affair and the number of satan
i was educated there by the commuter station
the burdens youre beating with threaten to break the back of the widow that weeps when she wakes.
we are growing more and more distant
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