Wonder wonder wonder

Ocean Rose Tell Me,
does that horrible man still make you feel ugly,
and does he still never touch you?
Tired and assey, coming home from, from, from whatever, to spend himself
with the clicking lights of his real wife, that bitch in the corner.
Does the dream land of the early hours still make you feel better?

I've been in dream land since the early years, and no matter how many dreams pass,
I believe that I'll never get used to you as a blonde.