Pity Sex - Nothing Rips Through Me lyrics

Today, today, I imagined your face Flecked with rose, the first of spring Freckled nose, pathos of things I'm okay, I'm okay Nothing rips through me like you and The Lemonheads Nothing rips through me like you and The Lemonheads Worn computer screen, cybernetic atrophy Staring back at me, someone I can't reach Forever, forever, forever, forever Digital ring doesn't fit me Not big enough, I got big needs My own Vermont, lovely in spring I'll never know, pathos of things I'm okay, I'm okay, I'm okay