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
