Kleenex Girl Wonder Practical Effects
[Verse 1]
A dark and stormy night upon the old estate
The first and only time we tried to get our story straight
Two hearts in an open flame, too late to toe the line
Two bottles of Beaujolais, too soon to say it's no surprise
So I push and you pull, some give and take is crucial
You say but you're too tired to fight too hard for my approval
So you're wrong, and I'm right, you shrug, whimper, and sigh enough
All these feuds are futile, we can't bridge this divide
[Pre-Chorus 1]
It's just another grim reminder of the way we feel inside
A never-ending fire forged by pressure and fed by pride
And now all the words we never said out of respect or deference
Are startin' to feel like evidence, a testament to our wretchedness
[Chorus 1]
I can't believe we spent a dozen seasons seethin'
It doesn't seem like much has changed until you write it down
We keep ourselves awake with fantasies of sleepin'
Deep enough to drown out the pounding echoes of the sound
[Verse 3]
The vinyl siding makes each time we slam the door
I wish I had a hiding place more private than the bathroom floor
I guess we can't hide anymore, you always find me anyway
Inside this quiet storm where the eye gets wider every day
It feels like half of the time, you're deconstructing your life
And I love games and conversation, but I'd rather just fight
A quarter you're nice, exhortatively polite and normal
Cordial, kind, and gracious, swearin' everything's fine
[Pre-Chorus 2]
But the other twenty-five percent defies all compromise
Sudden bursts of violence and spiderwebs of lies
"For whom the bell curve tolls?"; surprise, I guess we'll never know
I've tried and tried to sell my soul, but you loved it, so you let it go
[Chorus 2]
It had to be and it's still gotta be you
The proper author of our profligate doom
There's a few key chapters you elided or eschewed
But I'll leave it up to the editor to decide which lies are true
I wonder if you ever think about that night
Or are you too busy cataloging everything you dislike
About these overt covert love affairs, unaware
That I am only doing what I have to do, including but not limited to
Crying about the things we had and did to one another
Along with everything we somehow managed to protect
Now it's just ultimatum underscored by rumbling thunder
In a coincidence, given your love of practical effects
[Outro]
I can only wonder what comes next
