sentimental slabs an icy clack as i click my heels on this marble everybodys drunk and dancing on the grey hard matter as i chew on my straw i bought a new dress i got my new dress on you havent noticed my feet are locked to the floor well enough of this cold stone i wanna go home everybodys got a shocking tale to tell theyre laughing they go like oh my god skinny figurines theyre kissing cheeks like theyre best friends till they turn around youve got a new friend i havent seen before shes really slutty is that my cap shes got on well enough of this cold stone i wanna go home