Miss America

It's just another white dress on the on the clothing line

Scrub off the stain thats spilled it's a- it's a stubborn wine

Now the white satin cloth won't ever, won't ever, won't ever learn to dry

Hold me under, hold me under

Lift me up and pull me off the ground

I'm falling further, falling under

You'll ease my mind

It's just another building, on top of, built on top of a landmine

Concrete jungles, scared of thunder

But everything's alright

I'm a little girl at twenty-two years old And I don't- I don't, I swear I don't mind

Hold me under, hold me under

Pull me up and lift me off the ground

I'm falling further, falling under

You'll ease my mind

She's Miss America

She likes the ocean

She read her eulogy

Ran through the motion

She didn't shed a tear, It's like I see a mirror

And when I look at her

I'm finally seein' clear

She's Miss America

She likes the ocean

She read her eulogy

Ran through the motion

She didn't shed a tear, It's like I see a mirror

And when I look at her

I'm finally seein' clear

She's Miss America

She likes the ocean

She read her eulogy

Ran through the motion

She didn't shed a tear, It's like I see a mirror

And when I look at her

I'm finally seein' clear

She's Miss America

She likes the ocean

She read her eulogy

Ran through the motion

She didn't shed a tear, It's like I see a mirror

And when I look at her

I'm finally proud I'm here