you should see yourself
when will you grow up?
every knob you twist on that machine is like a crutch
but i was just the fool
you'd been waiting for
who says we can't touch ourselves
to keep from getting bored?
nothing else is touching, that's for sure
a ring around the roses
i will watch you play
i come here every night
it's just me the bartender the waitress and the lights
shining on you not getting it right
we clap not for you, but for your kind
a ring around the roses
everybody poses
threats and then backs down
the second you put clothes on
a ring around the roses
everybody knows it
i will sing your fears
if you sing my neurosis
you should back out now
not a night too soon
i'll still be here when the last poor soul has left the room
standing round just like a good friend should
smiling as if your songs were good
a ring around the roses
everybody poses
threats and then backs down
the second you put clothes on
a ring around the roses
everybody knows it
i will sing your fears
if you sing my neurosis
and i sat there for hours
waiting on the curb
thinking you might like a flower from a pretty girl
a ring around the waitress from the verse
a ring of fire around the roses' door
put it on before you lose your nerve
put your hands together and i'll hurt
make a sound that no one's ever heard
and i hope we get what we deserve.
