Walls are white

Burning boredom

And her shoes are tight

They're never right

Open shop, nothing left

Because they tied the knot

They lied a lot



He tells her, she feeds him

She hates him more

His teacup, she spits in

He loves her more



Once again

She frys his breakfast

As she counts to ten

Remembers when

Alone at night

The nylon head

Upon his trophy wife

Her talk show life



She throws up, he comes down

They watch TV

They live in Disney Town

She's his Barbie



Ah?

Ah?



He tells her, she feeds him

She hates him more

His teacup, she spits in

He loves her more



She throws up, he comes down

They watch TV

They live in Disney Town

She's his Barbie



Ah?