Eyesore
You're ruining the party
Oh I'm terribly sorry
That I couldn't be the pretty one
Fit for stab marks in the ally
A bit of a stretch
For a partygoer by association
Well isn't life just a pretty thing
That refuses to keep me around
If you stare
They're gonna make a face
They're gonna tell their friends
They're gonna write it down
Don't lie awake
I might see him around
In the windows or streets passing by
Still will the moon
Throw her shadows about
Shadows that used to be you
Staring at my face
Searching for the lie
Why can't you
Drive me five more minutes
Down the road
Kicking through the sunroof
Glass exploding in my eyes
Star advice is a bit of a mess
So make up your mind
And just die or loosen your dress
Well isn't life just a pretty thing
That refuses to keep me around
If you stare
They're gonna make a face
They're gonna tell their friends
They're gonna write it down
It's a tragic sight from the seventh story
Broadcast's on for the viewing party
But the glass is broken
And it feels wrong
To pick up the shards
And try to hold you in my arms tonight
Don't lie awake
I might see him around
In the windows or streets passing by
Still will the moon
Throw her shadows about
Shadows that used to be you