She always had a phrase, she always used to say
Fuck you and the horse that you rode in on
She never did escape, she never got away
I bet she's praying for that horse to turn around
She had the world in her hands, had the world in her hands
Then she lost sight of the plan, she lost sight of the plan
Don't you find it unnerving when they never return?
In an instant they're gone with every candle still burning
Now we're reading our palms, pressed together and calm
But isn't it strange to admit that we're wrong?
She never knew the words, she never tried to learn
Kill the time softly humming in the dark
She rarely seemed uptight, rarely got too high
I bet she's waiting for the crash to bring her down
She had the world in her eyes, had the world in her eyes
But then she shut out the light, then she shut out the light
Don't you find it unnerving when they never return?
In an instant they're gone with every candle still burning
Now we're reading our palms, pressed together and calm
But isn't it strange to admit that we're wrong?
Isn't it strange to admit that we're wrong?
I can't say that I cared, that I cared any less
We all know someone else is gonna come clean this mess
It's a crisis of conscience we've been made to repress
Still forgetting the things we can't get off our chests
Forgetting the things we can't get off our chests
Forgetting this shit 'cause it's all such a mess, let's go!