yeah i sit beneath a plaster moon puff puff pass the gloom and watch the ashes bloom black balloons float above me singing saddest tunes like no one loves me but that can t be true i never show my ugly attributes i d rather choose to expose my sunny plastic moods so after you i know that crummy sulken frumpy oh so grumpy attitude over something nobody can have but you you re such a mess and plus your nose is bloody does anybody ever really want to know why i always leave the party when we say bye bye with a cyanide taste and a mai tai chase and another trail of blood when the pipeline breaks and she s always got to listen to the rhythm of the wicked when i give her my attention try to fix it but the fix is just a little bigger litter better little more to benefit an addict when i can t afford the habit that you chose yea you wait in line to take a line a powdered nose and some make up might erase the strife so take your time wait until you taste the sky to take your flight cloudy headed let it fade to white i d wake up night after night after night while you d take another line after line after line little little lovable drift into this puff of smoke something so innocent is getting into such a hole yea you huff and blow to huff some blow lovely snow white why d i find your touch so cold you look so comfortable but pretty with your bloody nose and you re still thinking that nobody knows you re such a mess  sleep back to back in the shape of a butterfly another sign that it s time to tell my lover bye2