Space Crone

Tell me

What keeps you up at night?

Are you afraid of the moonlight?

Your cure for virginity

Won't cure anything of mine

You can't cut off the bruises

Like the fruit no one uses

Pretending like nothing's changed

Is such a waste of time

Oh tell me

What else is there to that you can do?

When nobody knows what to do with you

What else is there that you can do?

Oh tell me

What else is there that you can do?

When nobody knows what to do with you

What else is there that you can do?

Why oh why

Would you borrow poverty?

Choosing only one face to be

A life with variety

Can be so hard to find

A perfect specimen

With all of the shit I've been in

Send me to outer space

To represent mankind

Oh tell me

What else is there to that you can do?

When nobody knows what to do with you

What else is there that you can do?

Oh tell me

What else is there that you can do?

When nobody knows what to do with you

What else is there that you can do?

Cause I'm just a space crone

I've seen the world though more faces than you will ever know

Cause I'm just a space crone

I've been to more places, than you could ever go

Cause I'm just a space crone

Why kill myself to be young, when I can't help getting old