March Violets Lights Go Out
Living in a place
Where the sex beat stutters
All night long see the change in
In a strange man's eyes
Feel the tension
Memories so intense
Crystal walls shut out the fear
Deliriously happy here
He opened the wrong door
With the love of money
He opened the wrong door
The love of money
The lights go out
Try to find
A way to lie
Try to find
A place to hide
The love of money
As his lights go out
I won't cry
Oh the right one
Oh my hazy days
I won't find
Oh the right one tell me
In the microwave
I won't lie
Oh the right one
They're such lazy days
I won't hide
From the right one
My purple hazy days
Money love honey money
Money money money money
When the lights go out
