dear mr and/or mrs sender-
we're pleased to inform you that your applications been accepted
starting from the time you get this letter
your life will be a never-ending circus of confusion
you'll get your choice of an anesthetic
we'll need to chop your clock off (tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock)
it might not be what you expected
but theres no money back once youve been ripped off...

todays a very special day
the boys'll murder for it but what will the neighbors say
it leaves you feeling sort of hollow
it might be nice to look at - dont forget youre stuck with it tomorrow (and tomorrow, and
tomorrow....)

you're big enough to stop pretending
youll start to really show within a week or so
so dont go saying its just come to your attention
you'll get more than youre asking for without the right connections

todays a very special day
and how you'd love to have a little thing with which to play
but love wont get you very far
today be still your beating heart
youll have to keep on feeding it tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow

boys will be boys will be boys will be boys will be boys will be boys will beat boys with no
warning
girls will be girls will beat guys will beat boys that dont cry over toys that they use to beat
girls they disguise by the morning
they always said that sex would change you...

no second thoughts the knife is nearing
youll never hear the little pitter patter pitter patter
of this little feat of engineering
of course i love you and of course its what inside that matters
but i think this whole charade is ending
it seems to me to be the only way to keep from getting
caught up in a long life of regretting
the doctors said that once you get a taste for it youll keep on cutting

but while you happen to be here
why dont you whisper all those sweet forevers in my ear
stiff upper lip inside this sorrow
hurry up and stick it in
you never when it will end
tomorrow or tomorrow or tomorrow...