You waltzed right in and never noticed
he'd set my pyjamas alight,
though I did just as you said,
when left to my own device.

Nobody will save you,
take my educated guess,
my pale little angel,
you'd best find you a new dress.

There was a raw, chaotic moment
when I finally made note
of the holocaust in my own backyard,
and the one who paid the cost.

I'll wrap you up in glad wrap,
and tie it with a bow
and watch your spirit atrophy
with the melting of the snow.

The earth didn't really tremble,
and there wasn't a whole lot of bliss.
In fact, there wasn't much
to the act of that first kiss.

Nobody will save you,
take my educated guess,
my pale little angel,
you'd best find you a new dress.

Yes, you're better to supress it
and to learn to smile in the night.
If you sing a song 
when the moon is dark
they won't notice 
there's no spark.

Don't run, no rush
the honeysuckle's dry
but the rains will come
and the dust will wash
the bitter salts
from off your flesh.