Space Crone

Tell me What keeps you up at night? Are you afraid of the moonlight? Your cure for virginity Won't cure anything of mine You can't cut off the bruises Like the fruit no one uses Pretending like nothing's changed Is such a waste of time Oh tell me What else is there to that you can do? When nobody knows what to do with you What else is there that you can do? Oh tell me What else is there that you can do? When nobody knows what to do with you What else is there that you can do? Why oh why Would you borrow poverty? Choosing only one face to be A life with variety Can be so hard to find A perfect specimen With all of the shit I've been in Send me to outer space To represent mankind Oh tell me What else is there to that you can do? When nobody knows what to do with you What else is there that you can do? Oh tell me What else is there that you can do? When nobody knows what to do with you What else is there that you can do? Cause I'm just a space crone I've seen the world though more faces than you will ever know Cause I'm just a space crone I've been to more places, than you could ever go Cause I'm just a space crone Why kill myself to be young, when I can't help getting old