Eyesore

You're ruining the party

Oh I'm terribly sorry

That I couldn't be the pretty one

Fit for stab marks in the ally

A bit of a stretch

For a partygoer by association

Well isn't life just a pretty thing

That refuses to keep me around

If you stare

They're gonna make a face

They're gonna tell their friends

They're gonna write it down

Don't lie awake

I might see him around

In the windows or streets passing by

Still will the moon

Throw her shadows about

Shadows that used to be you

Staring at my face

Searching for the lie

Why can't you

Drive me five more minutes

Down the road

Kicking through the sunroof

Glass exploding in my eyes

Star advice is a bit of a mess

So make up your mind

And just die or loosen your dress

Well isn't life just a pretty thing

That refuses to keep me around

If you stare

They're gonna make a face

They're gonna tell their friends

They're gonna write it down

It's a tragic sight from the seventh story

Broadcast's on for the viewing party

But the glass is broken

And it feels wrong

To pick up the shards

And try to hold you in my arms tonight

Don't lie awake

I might see him around

In the windows or streets passing by

Still will the moon

Throw her shadows about

Shadows that used to be you