Face it kid She never really did And everything you said Fell like spit into her drink
And while you were sleeping She was lying there awake Just wondering how long it would take Till she could get back to her place And find some other cloud To drift on
Face it babe Boys were made to fly away No matter what they say They’ll lie right to your face
And while they were flying You were standing on a chair Just wondering how you could get up there And bed an angel in mid-air Then drag it to the ground And drift on And drift down
