Lotion The Sad Part
The second that I see you
I pull your feathered hair
Behind the vintage iceberg
But no one seems to care
I put on a wig and you don't know me
I stood right next to you in line
You shoulda maybe tried to keep a secret
I'm a master of disguise
Well, I tried forgetting her name
Now I'm trying again
The sad part is I don't mind
The sad part is I don't mind
You must be so excited
Reverberation stains
But I bite my nails and wonder
About your pillow fightin' days
We found a tape of you in the bathroom
And we know that every day starts with a shave
Her star husband sleeps in her hair net
Chi-Chi, Duval at her place
Will never prepare you for talkies
With shrunken heads
Well, I tried forgetting her name
Now I'm trying again
The sad part is I don't mind
The sad part is I don't mind
The sad part, the sad part
(I'm not asking for much, but I'll do it again)
The sad part is I don't mind
(If I'm falling apart, will you hold me that way?)
The sad part, the sad part
(I'm not asking for much, but I'll do it again)
The sad part is I don't mind
(If I'm falling apart, will you hold me so?)
(Will you save me?)
(Will you save me?)