Black hole shrieking Nothing but another cover Wear your bedclothes Roll in like you own the place Lover's flown so Whine about the new convention Pass out mirrors Painted with your lonely face Narcissism's mean It's rotten at the root Your leaves are painted green But autumn is the truth Something's missing Don't feel it anymore Soul is leaking Sticking to the floor No one there to hear the fall You're just another after all Now they come to clean The fountain of your youth Your leaves are painted green But autumn is the truth Thanks so much for coming Thanks for coming Something sane is missing Something sane is missing Something sane is missing Something sane is missing Something sane No card to play No stake to claim Nothing to say But your own name