Game Theory - Curse Of The Frontierland lyrics

Lost to your mascara, I used to like your eyes Still got your looks I guess I'm tired of what it all implies A year ago we called this a good time Nightmares of love affairs, who cares why? It's five A.M. and we've got everything we want And I say don't look now Taking it while we can Curse of the frontier land Curse of the frontier land It's no big secret, folks insist the sickness goes too far German genius, Paris jet-set breaking down our door They talk about us like we never tried Old-moneyed ballroom corpses fuss and whine I don't like quiet rooms but I just can't take that sound Now don't look now Taking it while we can Curse of the frontier land Curse of the frontier land Curse of the frontier land