And this ship will sink before it sails And your friends left you on sand again And your mom she hates the way that you dress But your dad he needs your voice when you sing And this bike cannot make it up this hill And your back is twisted just from your spine And these stories you write about people in love Are not stories at all about people in love And your black eyes match your black dress (match your black eyes) And your black eyes match your lipstick (match your black dress) And your black eyes match your heart ache (match your black eyes) And your heart ache is the killer (is the killer) And your black eyes match your black dress (match your black eyes) And your black eyes match your lipstick (match your black dress) And your black eyes match your heart ache (match your black eyes) And your heart ache is the killer (is the killer) And this ship will sink before it sails And your friends left you on sand again And your mom she hates the way that you dress But your dad he needs your voice when you sing And this bike cannot make it up this hill And your back is twisted just from your spine And these stories you write about people in love Are not stories at all about people in love