The lack of light, hollow sea, Poison beaches, limousines Toothless dentists, cops that kill...
My Baby's got the lonesome lows, Don't quite go away overnight; Dr. Blind just prescribe the blue one. If the the dizzying highs don't subside overnight, Dr. Blind, just prescribe the red one.
da da da, da da, da da. da da, da. da. da da, da. la da da, da da. ah.
Hard to hold, cold to touch, Fall to pieces, treat the rush, In hingsight, the prime times gone. All your fame will end here. Let the doctor soothe your brain, dear.
My Baby's got the lonesome lows, don't quite go away overnight; Dr. Blind just prescribe the blue one. If the the dizzying highs don't subside overnight, Dr. Blind just prescribe the red one
