Robert Walter - Modern Girl (...With Scissors) lyrics

Oh, the light left the room Deborah, where did it go? She said that she left home a Yankee with something to sell But the seas got dry somehow There's no such thing as grim weather out here You don't have to trust me I know as I set up my circus tent, one week later To want to rip it down She had the highest disease For which there's never a cure At least that's what she believes Oh, the ambulance left her In a heap next to a bar Like an ordinary citizen tied up in the trunk of a car Oh, but she don't moan none She just gets taller As the trees find their way down And the bottom's the top as I trade in my radio for something smaller Something I can fit into my pulse Oh, the highest disease For which there's never a cure At least that's what she believes And when the city gets rough She gets into her balloon Leaving all the old stuff Leaving only with All this useless beauty now All this useless beauty Oh, the light left the room Deborah, where did it go? She said that she left home a Yankee with something to sell But the seas got dry somehow There's no such thing as grim weather out here You don't have to trust me I know as I set up my circus tent, one week later To want to rip it down All this useless beauty now All this useless beauty