Well here is me, on tragedy
I always want what's out of reach
She pulls dyed black hair back and sighs
Fuck that night out with the guys
I never get a word in with them anyway
The telephone, doesn't scare me any more
You're home, and I am here alone, my dear
Always stupidly sarcastic, my hyper-spastic, Superhero girl
Superhero girl

So break the bruised monogamy
And let him fade to memory
And your erotic, wet atomic eyes keep reoccurring
In my mind, do me a favor please and touch your lips to mine
The telephone, doesn't scare me any more
You're home, and I am here alone, my dear
Always stupidly sarcastic, my hyper-spastic, Superhero girl
Superhero girl
Superhero girl
Superhero girl
Go girl

She pulls dyed black hair back and sighs
Fuck that night out with the guys
I never get a word in with them anyway
Telephone doesn't scare me any more
You're home, and I am here alone, my dear
Always stupidly sarcastic, my hyper-spastic
You know the telephone doesn't scare me any more
You're home, and I am here alone, my dear
Always stupidly sarcastic, my hyper-spastic
Superhero girl
Superhero girl
Superhero girl
Superhero girl