The future seems so blurry at Lulu's Alibi Where you sip your scalding tea Life is ordinary; you bend down to tie your lace You better stay there on your knees The truth is rarely pure and never simple, dear Wish I could throw up all my tainted fears You give up pretending And I stare at the stain on my shirt, it's been so long And I start comprehending when you talk about Michelle How I'd like to break her neck The truth is rarely pure and never simple, dear Wish I could throw up all my tainted fears