She is golden but she's green At all the things that I have seen And the items that I'm hoarding up the back stairs "Give 'em to me, give 'em now" Shut it up you silly cow "How could you say that, even think that, how?"
These words are not my own They only come when I'm alone She is loved, she is welcome in my home She's taken all my vitamins Used up my lighter fuel I'm sure she stole all of my pencil lead in school "Oh don't flop, I'll give it back" But woman it's not the lack of my possessions That is making me feel cruel
And if she loves me she'll say that she loves me Even lies would shine in her eyes