Just another night in a bar somewhere. Just another blond girl. Yeah, such a pretty blond girl. . I saw a light behind those cold dark eyes. That you show to a cold dark world.
Paint the stars in the sky. On the ceiling above our bed. Roll through the night with your blood. Beating hard like a drum inside my head. . Paint the stars in the sky.
Yeah, that's right. . I stand out breaking. In the Portland rain. I see the end there in your eyes. As I watch you drive away. . I walk back blind. Into my cold dream house.
I want you to stay the way you are. Skinny legs and all. I know the time is coming. When the boys will begin to call. I wish that I could hurt for you.
Yeah, he was rolling in the rumor. That he was the loser king for a day, yeah, yeah. Ah, she was kinda cross-eyed. She was damaged in a beautiful way, yeah, yeah.