Fortune Teller

Come on fortune teller Give me something I can work with Tell me it gets better Look in your crystal ball and Tell me I’ve fucked up enough and I’ve done all my falling So come on fortune teller Tell me the one thing I need to hear Tell me it gets better Just read my palm or something And reassure me that the best days of my life are coming Crystals from Istanbul to Peru Hanging off her body Each with a different magic Eyes softer than the lowest cloud Touched by the highest mountain All alone way out there Pleasures of the flesh never enough Need to know her soul too Don’t care what I go through Ok I think I may have fell in love With my fortune teller So how do I tell her? Come on fortune teller Give me something I can work with Tell me it gets better Look in your crystal ball and Tell me I’ve fucked up enough and I’ve done all my falling So come on fortune teller Tell me the one thing I need to hear Tell me it gets better Just read my palm or something And reassure me that the best days of my life are coming I just hope the best days of my life are coming I just hope