swallow your pride we re getting older you and i and shorn are those short hairs we held them by for such a short time walk toward the light i know you think we failed at life but smile with your eyes like you re satisfied and try to act polite you meant what you said and they put a price upon your head these places your therapist fears to tread well i bet you knocked him dead this cascade of curls us girls we re not long for this world rounds of applause and self sabotage i guess you cottoned on and what did you expect you had your shot well perish the thought but with all due respect we never had the heart to make you stop so who s left to blame boys raised with hyphenated names or middle class slags of a certain age well i guess i rest my case so lift with your knees they know we ve nothing up our sleeves and if speed just makes chalk dust of my back teeth at least i ve said my piece and what did you expect you lost the plot now perish the thought and with all due respect you re mine until the seatbelt sign goes off who says dead men don t talk a cascade of curls us girls we re not long for this world rounds of applause and self sabotage by now you ve cottoned on so what did you expect we had our shot well perish the thought but with all due respect you never had the heart to make me stop 