Can I be your flying partner? We could go up
I'm not afraid of the darkness, I relish the stuff
Ooh, I love a mystery novel, how will it end?
We could be friends, but your Splice account is almost empty
And what then?

Can I be your flight attendant?
Serving it up in the back of a gaudy, suped-up McMansion
You're so handsome when you're dancing
In a loft in 2012

The world didn't end but it feels like it's gone now
A late stage self-portrait
Last ride, let's kill it

Whipping my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz
Whipping my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz
Whipping my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz
Whipping my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz

I drank from the stream
Of forgetting
And I regret it all
What's my name again?
What's my age again?
Can I go back again?
To where it all began?

The world didn't end but it feels like it's gone now
Another late stage-ism
Last ride, let's kill it

Whipping my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz
Whipping my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz
Whipping my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz
Whipping my ponytail out the window of your daddy's Benz