Pretty

Oh you simple thing Can't you hear the hive mind humming Take your pick of the jokes They're golden, get with it That road is a hangman's rope And I'm sick to my stomach But I'm empty in the middle And he's in there Trying to rock himself to sleep Every single night I've got an answer for you But it feels like it's coming through me I didn't hear the question I was thinking about the patio Where they strung him up like an areal Strung him up like a TV areal Big ears and one eye wider than the other I met the love of my life I met the love of my life He ain't pretty but he's mine Oh I'm waiting for you With a plate of bones on the table Make a meal, I'll give you a medal I'm willing You're mean and it's right there in front of me But when I reach out It grows spiky like a porcupine And I'm sat up Trying to rock myself to sleep Every single night I've got an answer for you But it feels like its coming through me I didn't hear the question I was pissing myself at the metaphor You were always late for the rodeo And you were always late For the midnight rodeo Big ears and one eye looking for your mother I met the love of my life I met the love of my life He ain't pretty but he's mine I met the love of my life I met the love of my life He ain't pretty but he's alright He ain't pretty but he's mine