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boy hero – fine dining: re lyrics

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[intro: narrator]
first of all, daughter has changed from school clothes to something more festive
dressing a little makes her feel, and consequently look, more charming
even the table takes on a special air

[verse 1]
i’ve been groomed to bend into
the never+ending song of a mockingbird’s tune
stroking my hair with desperation i stare
a rope for attention, a hope that you mention my name
that i’m more than a stain on your clean reputation
more than the pain of your weak medication
you’ve made invitations
sent out dinner reservations for two so that you can consume
another boy who’s just a toy in your room
[chorus]
it’s the worst that you never hurt
and i hate that you can’t relate
to this smoke show with mirrors i watch myself play

it’s the worst that i never learned
and i hate the look on your face
in this beautiful horror that i can’t escape

[verse 2]
i chose to ignore
all the blood on the floor
from all of the times that you cut me before
too mesmerized by the face i adored

to survive you kissed me good night, you told me play nice
but a s+d+st shows love with the tip of a knife

[pre+chorus]
could you have the common decency
not to stand there and watch me bleed?

[chorus]
it’s the worst that you never hurt
and i hate that you can’t relate
to this smoke show with mirrors i watch myself play
it’s the worst that i never learned
and i hate the look on your face
in this beautiful horror that i can’t escape

(i can’t escape)

[bridge]
are you having any fun yet?
are you having any fun yet? (having f+cking fun?)
any second thoughts of us yet?

are you bored with the bodies piled up in this room? (are you bored?)
now i party with corpses that are better than you

[chorus]
it’s the worst that you never hurt
and i hate that you can’t relate
to this smoke show with mirrors i watch myself play

it’s the worst that i never learned
and i hate the look on your face
in this beautiful horror that i can’t escape

[outro: narrator]
well, the dinner date has begun, and they’re all happy about it



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