Put in a young girl's mouth
Like cheap pink lipstick
Smeared on her wedding dress
Will you look what you've done to her
Will you look at this disgrace
Well, it's all over
Your suffering face
If we were chrome, we would be rusty
If we were thirst, we would be quenched
You don't need the same old rivet gun
You need a brand new wrench
Someone to pull you down on the ground
And cover you with kisses
Once I was the jewel of your heart
Now I'm only semi-precious
But if I seem so preoccupied
It's just my alibi--I'm all broken up inside
Even the words of love seem cruel and crass
When you're tough and transparent as armored glass
I prepared a bed for you
Then I sprayed perfume
Upon the wilted roses
That I'd scattered 'round the room
You came in gentle as a lamb
And turned into a terror
And you left your love and other threats
In the steam fading on my bathroom mirror
Well, it's an old man's fantasy
Put in a young girl's mouth
Like cheap pink lipstick
Smeared on her wedding dress
Will you look what you've done to me
Now you've put me in my place
Oh, it's all over
It's all over
It's all over
Your suffering face
Well, there's an old man's fantasy Put in a young girl's mouth Like cheap pink lipstick Smeared on her wedding dress Will you look what you've done to her Will you look at this disgrace Well, it's all over Your suffering face If we were chrome, we would be rusty If we were thirst, we would be quenched You don't need the same old rivet gun You need a brand new wrench Someone to pull you down on the ground And cover you with kisses Once I was the jewel of your heart Now I'm only semi-precious But if I seem so preoccupied It's just my alibi--I'm all broken up inside Even the words of love seem cruel and crass When you're tough and transparent as armored glass I prepared a bed for you Then I sprayed perfume Upon the wilted roses That I'd scattered 'round the room You came in gentle as a lamb And turned into a terror And you left your love and other threats In the steam fading on my bathroom mirror Well, it's an old man's fantasy Put in a young girl's mouth Like cheap pink lipstick Smeared on her wedding dress Will you look what you've done to me Now you've put me in my place Oh, it's all over It's all over It's all over Your suffering face Explain Request ×
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