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