All dressed up with nowhere to go
Drunk on memories, with nothing to smoke
Watching her naked letters sing where nobody knows
Still this can't be wrong
And the sky was an ocean of lavender grey
And I left all my thoughts back on the train
See, nobody told she can't leave and she can't stay,
Where did she come from?
Cause it was over almost before it got started,
It was over almost before it got started
It was over, in the side effex of make-believe
Who knows the weight of mistakes?
Cause when she finds her way back, I'll give what she takes
When I smell the soft rain she knows I've been astray
To them I'll never belong
Only to the leftover traces of things left unsaid
That always swimmed around on my tongue, but stayed in my head
And everything we came for bloomed, then left for dead
And the queen hums her lonely song
Cause it was over almost before it got started,
It was over almost before it got started
It was over, in the side effex of make-believe