Do you remember Told me you didn't wanna be a bartender anymore You judged the roses By their covers And I don't see you cry You don't see me cry I don't see you cry You don't see me cry Cause this is the bad kind of magic How does the rain feel With stockholder drones I'm so alone Daddy was a narcissist with heaven In his head and stars in his lungs, oh Oh happy shame The light is different now When confusing ... Is this the bad kind of magic? How does the rain feel With stockholder drones I'm so alone How does the rain feel With stockholder drones Are you still alone? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh