Из альбома: Strange House
She's a special girl you know
The kind I'd hope to see
Hanging on a wall
Watching me cross the street
I wonder how long it will be
Before I'm sick of her
And I no longer care
Where she goes or has been
'Cause she's the new thing
'Cause she's the new thing
She is the new thing
She is a new thing
She is the new thing
Another new thing
Feel my stomach sink
I cast myself in
She is the new thing
Always a new thing
Staring at her, Alterior girl
Once she had me on my knees
Enamoured with disease
Now she fails to impress
A different sickness
A different kind of sickness
Lacking any interest
And I, sunk in apathy, totally absorbed in me,
Sitting vacant on my own, my senses lying prone
She was the new thing
She was the new thing
She was the new thing
Another new thing
She was the new thing
Another new thing
Feel my stomach sink
I cast myself in
She was the new thing
Always a new thing
Staring at her, Alterior girl
I cast myself myself in
To whatever she brings
Another new
With sickness
It ends how it begins
First mine then hers
And then the cycle blurs
As my actions reoccur
Through no fault of my own
Through no fault of my own
Through no fault of my own
Through no fault of my own
Another new thing
Another new thing
Another new thing
Another new