Set the phasers to rot What has got you distraught It's negative attention at best But call it nothing (maybe it's something, a little bit, a little bit) It's all about ascension, I guess Don't put me to rest
Go on and hand me your clothes (O-oh, here you go) Take a picture or two (two or three?) I can see you (oh)
Tears falling down at the party Saddest little baby in the room Fears tell me fears, don't get me started I get a little grey hair for every scare you share
Those aren't meant to bend No, those aren't meant to bend Those aren't meant to bend No, those aren't meant to bend
I hear your eyes And I see those cries I hear those eyes And I see those cries I can't be the only one who hears you
Tears falling down at the party Saddest little baby in the room Fears tell me fears, don't get me started I get a little grey hair for every scare you share
Those aren't meant to bend No, those aren't meant to bend Those aren't meant to bend No, those aren't meant to bend
Tears falling down at the party Saddest little baby in my eye Fears tell me fears, don't get me started I might die