Butterglory - Her Comedy's A Bore lyrics

Look at her this time She thinks satire is virtue But she'd have to think I'm blind To know not where things are It seemed like this before A tragedy, it is grounded But her comedy's a bore This I know for sure Nothing goes unturned Without her clever judgement Although she can't unlearn The things that make her burn She feels underneath Everything she has buried But she know there is no grief Of hours left each week