Kitty Pryde

[Verse 1]

Cold water rain

One day later

She'd already caught her flight early in the morning

Beds were offered, beds were made

But there's always a hotel room, waiting

You wouldn't want the night to not belong to you

[Chorus]

I saw Kitty Pryde at the Modern Journalism Panel

Talking into her sweatshirt, moving her hands in front of her face

Her mortal frame suffocated by fame

When she'd ask for none, just got fucked by good luck

And I, and I and I, and I, I didn't give a shit

[Verse 2]

Will you still produce heat?

When are you gonna get an album out?

Would you want to climb the ladder? The rungs are prison bars

Put your feet on the frozen floor

Glide around from man to fan

And maybe you can find someone who won't ask any questions

Is that what you want? Is that what you need?

[Chorus]

I saw Kitty Pryde at the Modern Journalism Panel

Talking into her sweatshirt, moving her hands in front of her face

Her mortal frame suffocated by fame

When she'd ask for none, just got fucked by good luck

And I, and I and I, and I, I didn't give a shit

[Bridge]

She was banished from the city of Rome

But she had a Rome of her own and she banished them from it

She was banished from the city of Rome

But she had a Rome of her own and she banished them

[Outro]

And I, and I, and I, and I, and I

And I, and I, and I, I didn't give a shit