I know you don't come from here
Believe me i'm very aware
and i'm sorry
You were a sad little girl
Who got caught up in this world
And i'm sorry
sorry, because we're sorry all the time
You think you're everything
some broken-hearted martyr queen
lThe reason for the setting sun
Believe me you're the only one
(only one)
She's the only one who knows
so off the little queenie goes
to flaunt her ill-begotten diamonds
and her elevated nose
My numbers in her pocket,
told her call me up sometime
Now there's just no pleasin queenie,
since queenie lost her mind
