Alec Ounsworth - Modern Girl (...With Scissors) lyrics

On the light of the loom* They are ready to go She's energy acting in the end He was something himself But the seeds gotten dry somehow There's no such thing as grim Weather I am You have to trust me I know As I said I must take a stand A week later to want to die This is a honest disease For wish there is never a cure And this is what she believes On the ambiance steps When they eat next to a bar Like an ordinary citizen Dead up in the chunk of a car Only she don't know now She just gets tired She's runaway Down in the bottom is the top As I drain in my radio Something Smart Something I can't feel to close This is a honest disease For wish there is never a cure And this is what she believes And when the city gets rough She gets into a balloon Hanging out with the stars Hanging out with it All that's used is beauty now All that's used is beauty