Pollyanna

Pollyanna, who do you think you are?

Put your coat on, honey, get the car

Stare out the window till you're home

Sometimes dreams are better left alone

Everybody's talking 'bout us

Like everybody's got something to lose

Hey, Cassandra, put your flare gun down

They can't see they're too far out of town

Blow a kiss before you leave

A tornado of you to be set free

Everybody's got some secret

Running through their veins, oh, let it bleed

Pollyanna, you're not made for these parts

You tick in tandem with all the bleeding hearts

Let's make a matchstick symphony

Oxygen to fuel the melody

Everybody's full moon fever

Why don't we just roll the windows down?

Everybody's hot and bothered

Why don't we just burn it to the ground?

Everyone's got bad ideas

Maybe we're just thinking out loud