Lisa Loeb "Accident" |
The air is introduced She waltses through her ballroom Swerling in her sequence Showing off her gown She steps on her own train(?) She falls, she cracks her jaws I guessed her husband giggled He gasped; She slipped on spilled champagne And we crowd around the accident We wants to see the worst We crowd around the accident We want to see what hurts Their leading in the corner He's buried in the baggie(?) They say he's missed of us sometimes She's pretty And her elbows are so pointy They're dangerous Talking in the locker room His nose bleeds so prefusely But no one tell him he is the star They watch like at the movies that he's famous for we crowd around the accident We wants to see the worst We crowd around the accident We want to see what hurts Two stories about to fall boosting at the swimset watching down the hall she yelled cause he upset her don't yell He's picking sides, he's hitching rides to school his father left him winter He's no one's son If I can poke her with a pencil then I can pop her with a gun we crowd around the accident We wants to see the worst We crowd around the accident We want to see what hurts We think, I'm glad it wasn't me And turn on the t.v Squeeze our eyes shut but leave a space to see Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |