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