[Verse 1]
Sleep on and dream of love
Because it's the closest you will get to love, oh
The poor, twisted child, so ugly, so ugly
The poor, twisted child, oh hug me, oh hug me
[Chorus]
One November spawned a monster
In the shape of this child, who later cried
"But Jesus made me, so Jesus save me
From pity, sympathy, and people discussing me
This frame of useless limbs what can make good
Of the bad that's been done?"
[Verse 2]
And if the lights were out, could you even bear
To kiss her full on the mouth or anywhere? No, no, no
The poor, twisted child, so ugly, so ugly
The poor, twisted child, oh hug me, oh hug me
[Chorus]
One November spawned a monster
In the shape of this child who must remain
A hostage to kindness and the wheels underneath her
A hostage to kindness and the wheels underneath her
A symbol of where mad, mad lovers must pause and draw the line, oh
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
So sleep and dream of love
Because it's the closest you will get to love, oh
Oh no, no, oh no
[Outro]
One fine day, let it be soon
She won't be rich or beautiful
But she'll be walking your street in the clothes
She went out and chose for herself
[Spoken Outro]
Thank you
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