We can cap the old times
Make playing only logical harm
We can top the old lines
Clay-making that nothing else
Will change
But she can read
She can read
She can read
She can read
She's bad!
She can read
She can read
She can read
She's bad!
Oh, she's bad

It's different now
That I'm poor and aging
I'll never see this face again
You go stabbing
Yourself in the neck

We can find new ways of living
Make playing only logical harm
And we can top the old times
Clay-making that nothing else
Will change

But she can read
She can read
She can read
She can read
She's bad!
She can read
She can read
She can read
She's bad!
Oh, she's bad

It's different now
That I'm poor and aging
I'll never see this place again
You go stabbing
Yourself in the neck

It's different now
That I'm poor and aging
I'll never see this place again
You go stabbing
Yourself in the neck

It's in the way that she poses
It's in the things
That she puts in my hair
Her stories are boring and stuff
She's always calling my bluff
She puts the, she puts the weights
Into my little heart
And she gets in my room
And she takes it apart
She puts the weights
Into my little heart
I say she puts the weights
Into my little heart

She packs it away

It's in the way that she was
Her heaven is never enough
She puts the weights in my heart
She puts the, she puts the weights