Flattery's ghost was lingering
long after she'd chosen to leave
I had to wad up in the bottle all the things that she said, to me
I would'nt fuss but she's now depressed the family tree
I won't pretend like i don't hear things from like all of your friends
nothing is quite like the reaction to a barrel of fun, what she sends
you look your age, but you act like you are still seventeen
we're all the same, when all of our faces have melted away
we're all the same, when all of our faces have melted away
you cracked my ruddo, and you cut through me like butter
and like a virus, you infected my sweet brother
the only lover you loved is in my color TV
Color TV x4