swallow your pride
we're getting older you and I
and shorn are those short hairs we held them by
for such a short time
walk toward the light
i know you think we failed at life
but smile with your eyes like you're satisfied
and try to act polite
you meant what you said
and they put a price upon your head
these places your therapist fears to tread
well i bet you knocked 'em dead
this cascade of curls
us girls were not long for this world
rounds of applause and self-sabotage
i guess you cottoned on
(save your breath)
and what did you expect
you had your shot
well perish the thought
(they're yours)
well with all due respect we never had the heart to make you stop
and this dream is all you've got
so who's left to blame
boys raised with hyphenated names
or middle-class slags of a certain age
well i guess i rest my case
so lift with your knees
they know we've nothing up our sleeves
and if speed just makes chalk dust of my back teeth
at least i said my piece
(save your breath)
and what did you expect
you lost the plot
well perish the thought
(they're yours)
and with all due respect you're mine until the seatbelt sign goes off
who says dead men don't talk
a cascade of curls
(dum doo wah)
us girls were not long for this world
(not long for this world)
rounds of applause and self-sabotage
by now you've cottoned on
(save your breath)
so what did you expect
we had our shot
well perish the thought
(they're yours)
and with all due respect you never had the heart to make me stop
this dream is all we've got