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Dear Sally.. |
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I always hoped that you would see more, |
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I always hoped that we would stay a slower side of this. |
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Dear Sally.. |
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I had you nosebleed pedastal high, |
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You were my Cinderella, Wife of Bath and my Nancy Drew, |
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What a joke, what a joke, what a joke. |
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Did you forget that they'd forgotton us? |
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Do I look surprised? |
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Who did you screw to become so see-through? |
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What did you cost? |
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You're an advert for it. |
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Dear Sally.. |
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When I arrived you'd already gone, |
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And now you've left the rubicon you'll always be ahead |
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Dear Sally.. |
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I haven't given up on you yet, |
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But if the penny ever drops, I hope I run a mile. |
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Did you forget that they'd forgotton us? |
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Do I look surprised? |
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Who did you screw to become so see-through? |
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What did you cost? |
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You're an advert for it. |
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Does your boyfriend work for MTV? |
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Does he throw a fit and talk of me? |
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Social spastic. |
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Who did you screw to become so see-through? |
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What did you cost? |
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You're an advert for it. |
