Everyone's sorry you're not like Anna,
She went in and outta her way to please
And though you did the same
It's different tonight and it's different today
Sometimes letting go of someone
Is silly, if the words fit, but persecution's OK.
Everyone's stupid, let me spell it out to you.
Thought I heard the earth quake,
And then, my lover, we thought about gravity
How it brings you down.
You're a mirror in a shopping mall
All done up in a dressing gown.
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