We look younger than we feel

And older than we are

Now nobody's funny

No god, they took our fashion week

That's a real bad thing

Cause we have scars to cover

Now I forget how to think

So crack my skull

Rearrange me

Lover put me in your beautiful bed

And cover me

Lover put me in your beautiful bed

Nothing made a sound in williamstown that night

And all the air was empty

Then what to my wondering eyes should appear

Nothing, cause nothing ever happens here

Now I forget how to think

So crack my skull

Rearrange me

Lover put me in your beautiful bed

And cover me

Lover put me in your beautiful bed

Nothing ever happened here

Nothing ever happened here

Bad things never happen to the beautiful