Become the beauty horse
Camouflage your flaws
7:30 New York City
Modern f**s the cla**ic beauty
Beware those magazines that tell you what to think
What to wear
How to wear it
To become a perfect parrot
I am not so blind as to think
That you and I might live as I would like
But if that ship has sailed completely
Then you and I we might as well go sing ourselves unto the grave
I cannot reach you now
In your parents' house
Private cars and co*ktail parties
You're not saying but you're departing
Become some other thing
You never meant to mean
In the time that it takes to sing these words
The world could fall apart, I've seen it
But I am not so blind as to think
That you and I might live as I would like
But if that ship has sailed completely
Well then you and I we might as well go sing ourselves unto the grave