We look younger than we feel
And older than we are
Now nobody's funny

No god, they took our fashion week
That's a real bad thing
Cause we have scars to cover


Now i forget how to think
So crack my skull

Rearrange me

Lover put me in your beautiful bed

And cover me
Lover put me in your beautiful bed


Nothing made a sound in williamstown that night
And all the air was empty
Then what to my wondering eyes should appear

Nothing, cause nothing ever happens here

Now i forget how to think

So crack my skull
Rearrange me


Lover put me in your beautiful bed
And cover me
Lover put me in your beautiful bed


Nothing ever happened here
Nothing ever happened here

Bad things never happen to the beautiful