I hold an image of the ashtray girl Left cigarette burns on my chest I wrote a poem that described her world And put our friendship to the test And late at night while I was on all fours She used to watch me kiss the floor What's wrong with this picture? What's wrong with this picture?
Farewell the ashtray girl Forbidden snowflake Beware this troubled world And watch out for earthquakes Goodbye to open sores To broken semaphore You know we miss her We miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded Disintegrated For fear of growin' old Sometimes it's faded Assassinated For fear of growin' old
Farewell the ashtray girl Angelic fruitcake Beware this troubled world Control your intake Goodbye to open sores Goodbye and furthermore You know we miss her We miss her picture
Sometimes it's faded Disintegrated For fear of growin' old Sometimes it's faded Assassinated For fear of growin' old
Hang on Though we tried It's gone
Hang on Though we tried It's gone
Sometimes it's faded Disintegrated For fear of growin' old Sometimes it's faded Assassinated For fear of growin' old