Matisse - Hit And Miss lyrics

things are gonna get better for her no doubt about it as she's so particular in her tastes she's so very cautious in the game of fantasies always self aware in her game of hopes fascist parades remind her in her dreams while on her forehead grows a pitch black rose to be alert disposing the garbage he might be close Inside Out, Upside Down you see the wrong side out you see upside down you wait for your other half is he from this town? and is he an old flame? how does he kiss? is he your new aim to hit or to miss?