Lyrics with abrasive truths:

Pretty girls, you’re too good for this

How you break my heart in this cold waiting room

Pretty girls, you’re too good for this

Don’t let them tell you you’re nothing

Don’t let them break your hearts, too

The TV is blaring and angry

As if you don’t know why you’re here

Those who walk without sin are so hungry

Don’t let the wolves in, pretty girls

Your hearts are so tired and so innocent

Wind your flimsy blue gowns tight around you

Around curves so comely and sinister

They blame it on you, pretty girls

My girls, you’re just like the heavens

Not a soul to take your hand in theirs

Your tears and wild constellations

Broad limbs and hard folding chairs

But there’s millions, to count you and keep you

And lovers that don’t understand

Don’t let them tell you you’re nothing

‘Cause you’ll change the world, pretty girls

Come chain yourself from my ankles

You’ll see the world like a bird

Diving down low, flying up high

Through all of these saccharine gutters we’ll ride and I won’t say that I told you so.

I hope that our few remaining friends give up on trying to save us. I hope we come up with a fail safe plot to piss off the dumb few that forgave us. I hope the fences we mended fall down beneath their own weight and I hope we hang on past the last exit. I hope it’s already too late and I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here someday burns down. I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away and I never come back to this town again in my life. I hope I lie and tell everyone you were a good wife. And I hope you die. I hope we both die. I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow and I hope it bleeds all day long. Our friends say it’s darkest before the sun rises. We’re pretty sure they’re all wrong. I hope it stays dark forever. I hope the worst isn’t over. And I hope you blink before I do. Yeah, I hope I never get sober, and I hope when you think of me years down the line, you can’t find one good thing to say. I hope that if I found the strength to walk out, you’d stay the hell out of my way. I am drowning. There is no sign of land. You are coming down with me, hand in unlovable hand. I hope you die. I hope we both die.