You look great on camera
And you look good in a dress
Your heart looks great on canvas
But better in the flesh
We’re too pale
We’re gonna peel
My vision is impaired
Your baby is pregnant
One face, two faced, behind closed doors
One face, two faced, deface them all you whore
Yes, yes, but it’s so hard to make you come
And no, no I won’t explain,
I’m in a happy place.
Now I need you to breathe, ‘cause this I going to hurt,
Pretend these words mean something
When we all know they don’t.
Script a happy ending
Stop being so polite
We’ll drop the debts we’re dressed in,
And suck our lips air-tight
We’re too pale
We’re gonna peel
Our vision is impaled
Your dream isn't pending
When stepkids fall in love,
When platonic love is not enough.

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