Oh you're so calico
You're all the colours in the world
You're not a curious young girl
Oh I always beg of you
Do I know as much as I'm going to
You're so ravelled up in curls
And when is nothing sacred
Everyone's telling everyone everything
She just watches from a hill
Oh oh
On the periphery
This tempts a certain part of me
To wonder unfulfilled
When all these things I carry
They're not so necessary
And all this solitary
Well it's just not necessary
In an purple minded dream
Keep peeling back to what it really means
Its beauty's too small to be true
It's all so calico
That's all the colours in the world
Unravelling in you
And all these things I carry
They're not so necessary
And all this solitary
Well it's quite unnecessary
When I can get so wary
That's just not necessary
When all these things I carry
Well they're just not necessary
And all these things I carry
Well they're just not necessary
When I can get so wary
When it's just not necessary
