Well here is me on tragedy
I always want what's out of reach
She pulls dyed black hair back and sighs
F*** that night out with the guys
I never get a word in with them anyway

The telephone doesn't scare me anymore
You're home and I am here alone my dear
Always stupidly sacarstic my hyper spastic superhero girl

So break the [bad word] monogamy
And let him fade to memory
Your erotic wet atomic eyes keep reoccuring in my mind
Do me a favor and please touch your lips to mine

She pulls dyed black hair back and sighs
F*** that night out with the guys
I never get a word in with them anyway

The telephone doesn't scare me anymore
You're home and I am here alone my dear
Always stupidly sacarstic my hyper spastic superhero girl

The telephone doesn't scare me anymore
You're home and I am here alone my dear
Always stupidly sacarstic my hyper spastic superhero girl

(What? What? What?) x4
Superhero girl x4