[Verse 1]
Traded my creative whim
For a level head and a phantom limb
You know, chamomile is sweeter
When the sky is blushing too
Tell me, have you ever thought
Of leaving your boys behind?
I got no concept of a savior
There's nothing I could do (Nothing I could do)

[Chorus]
There's something strange inside me
Digging holes with house keys
I've grown vulgar, vacant and angry
So patient and passive
I thought that would make me wise

[Verse 2]
In my mind, I'm a ballerina
Straight off of Degas's brush
When I fall I make a pretty pink mess
In my life I'm just so angry
About all of еverything I never got
So whеn I fall, I'm just the ugliest
I'm just the ugliest (I'm just the ugliest)
[Chorus]
There's something strange inside me
Digging holes with house keys
I've grown vulgar, vacant and angry
So patient and passive
I thought that would make me wise
Make me wise, make me wise
So patient and passive
I thought that would make me wise