Space Crone

Tell me
What keeps you up at night?
Are you afraid of the moonlight?
Your cure for virginity
Won't cure anything of mine
You can't cut off the bruises
Like the fruit no one uses
Pretending like nothing's changed
Is such a waste of time

Oh tell me
What else is there to that you can do?
When nobody knows what to do with you
What else is there that you can do?
Oh tell me
What else is there that you can do?
When nobody knows what to do with you
What else is there that you can do?

Why oh why
Would you borrow poverty?
Choosing only one face to be
A life with variety
Can be so hard to find
A perfect specimen
With all of the shit I've been in
Send me to outer space
To represent mankind

Oh tell me
What else is there to that you can do?
When nobody knows what to do with you
What else is there that you can do?
Oh tell me
What else is there that you can do?
When nobody knows what to do with you
What else is there that you can do?

Cause I'm just a space crone
I've seen the world though more faces than you will ever know

Cause I'm just a space crone
I've been to more places, than you could ever go

Cause I'm just a space crone
Why kill myself to be young, when I can't help getting old