I touch your face with dirty fingers
Which sets you off on a tirade
My morning sickness seems to linger
I pull my clothes on in the shade
We scream and shout for validation
My paranoia makes things so much worse
Is there a need for this vexation
To suffer from a maddening curse?
Amelioration baby, what do we need?
Help me, peaches and cream or something obscene?
Amelioration baby, what does it mean?
Help me feel relief
You bite your lip and you blare the music
I turn my back to get my coat
Tearing my character to ribbons
Smash the painting of a boat
Remember the time you said, he said, she said, they said, so what!
Take them fucking tarot cards and crystal stones out of the home
This thing is so so insidious I ought to be alone
I ought to be alone
Amelioration baby, what do we need?
Help me, peaches and cream, there's blood on the screen!
Amelioration baby, what does it mean?
Help me feel relief
Amelioration, amelioration, amelioration
What do we need?
Help me, help me, help me feel relief
And all that can say is I'll alleviate, I'll try
All that I can say is I'll alleviate, I'll try
