This party is old and uninviting

Participants all in black and white

You enter in fullblown technicolor

Nothing is the same after tonight



If the world had fallen apart

In a fiction worthy wind

I wouldn't change a thing

Now that you're here



Your love is a verve here in my room

Here in my room, here in my room



You enter and close the door behind you

Now show me the world as seen from the stars

If only the lights would dim out

I'm weary about eyes upon my scars



Pink tractor beam into your incision

I came here expecting next to nothing

So thank you for being that kind of girl

That kind of girl