I try so hard to get to you
but it never really seems
to matter what I do
stand on my head bend over backwards too
sometimes I talk until my face turns blue
oh what a pity oh what a shame
me and the skirts always turn out the same
a little bit angry oh a little bit tame
me and the skirts always end up the same yeah
what were you thinking when you saw the light
were you surprised to find the worls outside
I felt so sorry for your little head
was it despressing to just lay in bed
oh what a pity oh what a shame
me and the skirts always turn out the same
a little bit angry oh a little bit tame
me and the skirts always end up the same yeah
oh what a pity oh what a shame
me and the skirts always turn out the same
a little bit angry oh a little bit tame
me and the skirts always end up the same yeah
