I'll be the girl with the long blond hair
And the really pale skin if you care
I sit in the corner of the room
Cross-legged and quiet
Filled with doom

I never ever liked the smell in here
It's cold and wet and reeks of beer
The lights are turned out permanently
But that's ok
Cause I don't want to see

Wayne - wait for me
And take me up in your hot-air balloon
And feed me cotton candy
Wayne - pray for me
'cause I'll be there in a couple of years
Until then, wait for me

Who's the strange lady
With the big silly hair
And berries on her face
Dressed like a pear
Do I really have to hold her hand
And pretend she's my mommy
You're wife and man
(when I know you're not my mommy)
It's crowded and I feel lost in here
I'm trying to find a familiar fear
I look everywhere but I just can't see
There's not anything that reminds me of me

You made me feel as fresh as flowers
Under these rocks and stones

• Believer
• Boot
• Co-dependent
• Disagree
• Don't Be Good
• God Made Me
• Grace
• Green Apples
• Hands
• Imaginary Friend
• Surrounded
• Wayne