They coloured me pink, and played with my hair
Took me to every corner of the world, but do they care?
To the wicked ways of the green fairy, and wasn't she exquisite?
Through hazy eyes, I'll admit it
Do I even care?
So baby, what's the use now?
Of sleeping through our dreams
So baby, don't get used to this nothingness
because nothing is ever as it seems
And I can't use excuses no more.
I just don't love you anymore
I won't use excuses no more.
So here we all are now, perched in the trees
we're dotting our i's and crossing our t's
'cause we're just one happy, dysfunctional family
that I just can't leave..no, no, no.
So baby, what's the use now?
Of sleeping through our dreams
So baby, don't get used to this nothingness
because nothing is ever as it seems
And I can't use excuses no more.
I just don't love you anymore
I won't use excuses no more.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem