You sounded stupid on the phone But you were perfect all along I watched a lonely person crawl To be ingited by a lovely face In an ugly place A stagnant rose That does not know So what's the deal with all my drugs Are you allowed to look away? When I'm afraid to be myself It's not the girl who's taking all the blows I told them so They told me so I told you so Tell me my sweet How great we'll be Just tell me off, sick Tell me off And I'll hate it Inundated