I Killed The Prom Queen

Don't wait, don't wait
Don't wait, don't wait
You're way too late
Don't wait, don't wait

The beat goes on
Until it's gone

She strolls so slowly with her ball and chain
The cling clang chatters patterns
with the patter of rain
Stares in a mirror cracked in
seven different ways
With holes in her umbrella
dripping on her face

Her makeup running down like the tragedy face
Alone on a city street surrounded by space
She opens her mouth to scream
and shout out the pain
But all that comes out are silent
sobbing sounds of restrain

The beat goes on
Until it's gone

There comes a time when she
will trust her belly
Not disappear from the world
like Machiavelli no
Forfeit the pride it's not
a crime but she's running
out of time
And denies it's showing while her
anxiety's growing old

Don't wait, don't wait
Don't wait, don't wait
You're way too late
Don't wait, don't wait

The beat goes on
Until it's gone
The beat goes on
Don't wait
Until it's gone
Don't wait
The beat goes on