She's a special girl you know, the kind I'd hope to see Hanging on a wall, watching me cross the streets I wonder how long it will be before I'm sick of her And I no longer care where she goes or has been 'Cause she is the new thing, but she is the new thing She is a new thing, but she is a new thing She is a new thing She is a new thing, another new thing Feel my stomach sink as I curse my slow limbs She is a new thing, always a new thing Staring at her, ulterior girl Once she had me on my knees, enamored with disease Now, she fails to impress a different sickness A different kind of sickness, lacking any interest And I, sunk in apathy, totally absorbed in me Sitting vacant on my own, my senses lying cold She was a new thing, she was a new thing She was a new thing, another new thing Another new thing, another new thing She was a new thing, another new thing Feel my stomach sink as I curse my slow limbs She was a new thing, always a new thing Staring at her, ulterior girl I cast myself into whatever she brings, another new With sickness, it ends how it begins First mine then hers and then the cycle blurs And my actions reoccur through no fault of my own Through no fault of my own, through no fault of my own Through no fault of my own Another new thing, another new thing Another new thing, another new © UNIVERSAL MUSIC PUBL. LTD.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com