fantastic mr. anything

Who are you talking to miss ruby vroom it's only you and noxious fumes and the image of your dad I'll fly you to the moon with tea for two and find your tooth from way here on the ground Cause I will never be The fantastic Mr anything at all I will paint you mountains in the sky If only you could jump right off the page into my arms but you my love you are not real I only loved the pictures that I drew in sacred teal Cause I will never be The fantastic mr anything at all But my heart now it seems I cannot draw A thousand love yous whittle down as they did leave my craw The birds will sing inside me as they pick apart my bones and we will learn to search ourselves through wide eyes sick with hope Cause I will never be The fantastic mr anything at all Fantastic fantastic fantastic Mr anything at all Mr anything at all (You wrote a bad song Petey)