Dealt myself a hand I can't take back
Married to the moon with it's icy black
Now it's time to teach myself a lesson
I've gotta learn to fall out of love with you
The world is made of paper now
I'm on the stage taking a half-bow
Ceaselessly pushing the envelope
When I should be making origami
The sun is out, the earth is blooming
I'm an anti-consumer who can't stop consuming
And the boys all wanna plant their seed
But this time I won't water it