She spent twenty years in the Dakota
Every single day it was black in the Dakota
Riot grrrls think you can stop me
You're forever in her debt
Well, I know you haven't sent me
And you haven't sent her yet

She spent twenty years like a virus
They want to burn the witch who's inside us
Woah you, you don't fuck with the fabulous four
Or you spend the rest of your life
Picking things up off the floor

She's still alive but I am sure
That all the stars belong to her
On California king-sized beds
She's wrapped in rags inside my head

This is the story, this is the story of someone who's wild
Big black pools, pearl, life
Oh, baby dry your dirty eyes
My water breaks like turpentine

The pee girl burns to be a bride
Your ever lovely suicide
Hey yeah, hey yeah
Are they coming for me?
Are they coming soon?
Hey Jude, hey Jude?
Are they coming for me?
Judy, Judy
Are they coming soon?
The pee girl burns to be a bride
Your ever lovely suicide
I don't remember, I forget