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