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I never feel small I don't feel any way at all My reflection's an apparition Of her picture on your nightstand Laying in your bedroom Your relics surround me Margaret and I will never be friendly now Margaret and I will never be friends You and I exist Like spoiled suburban kids making up a Christmas list The possibilities are endless Just laughter in the corner Of some archetypal diner The kind that makes everybody else feel like such a bother The bind that just engulfs the two of us in one another The bind that [?] Margaret into disaffecting wonder Compare your sin It's kind of an obsession I fixate on what happened in the end And what makes it worse Is in an alternate universe Letras de cancionesShe and I would probably be friends I wish we could be Hey now i'm knocked out My reaction unbecoming I just run my mouth Spare no details, spare no feelings But if you and I are sacredly connected to each other Does that necessitate some kind of enlightenment on my part Will I never grow out of all my typical behavior And let Margaret just accept you were not the only one Compare your sin It's kind of an obsession I fixate on what happened in the end And what makes it worse Is in an alternate universe She and I would probably be friends I wish we could be From Letras Mania