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