flys through the air with the greatest disease takes little pills and calls them trapeze i know you're right everything you do is right everything i do is true bluebell to hell lo and behold a girl with a goal looks so old she's made out of gold i know you're right everything you do is right everything i do is true bluebell to hell i want to live in the smallest corner in the densest mind in the fuckmost room and sing "the stars they swing from their chandelier strings" i know real love you know who you are you're deadmeat motherfucker you don't try to rape a goddess flys through the air with the greatest disease takes little pills and calls them trapeze i know you're right everything you do is right everything i do is true bluebell to hell you are so obvious |