Instrumental and humming
If I told you the story of my life Would you break down in laughter Or run from me, hide from me in fright 'Cause I'm stormy again With your questions
Spoke too fast about my past I had a blast, I talk in circles Speech impaired, I'm not quite clear Of what I'm saying, I run in circles Around myself
Sour pie You're a giant snail- I'd love to crush your shell I'm gonna lick your brain- Pull out all your pain You're a sick boy and I'm even sicker
Everything ends so quietly So cold and shadowless We put on fake faces No one sees our shame This is real, real pain I'm here to abuse, I'm here to confuse
If I tell the truth, would you scold me? If I came for you, would you hold me? Does my nude blush you? I can't change me But my bridge still stands,
Let me tell you a story It's not all it's cracked up to be About a U.F.O. in a dream I only hear my own voices Don't have many choices Like a dog in
I had a box A box that could talk I looked inside and found A yellow ribbon So I took that box For a long, long walk We had a talk And went to look for