shooting glances in the mirror to see if her scar is showing.

[girlsdontcry_]

sick of loathing her self-loathing she thinks i had better leave
course whiskey makes me smarter and i'm happy as can be
but please excuse me darling
it's not you
it's me

and there's a dusty old dust storm on mars
they say
so tonight you can't see it too clear
still i stood in line to look through a telescope

look like a distant ship like a scene from a foggy pier
and i know that i was warned - still it was not what i'd hoped
cause i think i'm done comin' to get closer
to some imagined bliss
i gotta knuckle down just be ok with this
i gotta knuckle down just be ok with this
course that star struck girl is already someone i miss

i swear some stuff you just see better from further away
and i swear i communicate best now the less i say
and i can't dance if the band can't play
and the vibe is going nowhere tonight