I pretend to know to feel better
But you've left wondering
And that's no good while you sleep
The picture on the wall has exactly four colors
The picture on the wall looks like something out of the nineteen thirties
I'm a bit of a wallflower when it comes to leaving
Guilt or agony or shame
There's less than three minutes left
I swear by thee, I swear by three
Less than three every night at three
I just love you loving me
I don't mind so much anymore
Rock out if you want to
Chick
Rock out if you want to
Chick Rock
Summer of Makeup the Summer of Breakup
I don't give a fuck that it's summer anymore
And I can't shake the feeling that one one more month means one more rest in peace
Beulah or Ozma or somebody else
There's less than three minutes left
I swear by thee, I swear by three
Less than three every night at three
I just love you loving me
I don't mind so much anymore
And I can't shake the feeling that one more month is not enough time
I don't give a fuck that it's not enough time
Summer in time
There's less than three minutes left
I swear by thee, I swear by three
Less than three every night at three
I just love you loving me