Superhero Girl

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 anymore

You're home

And I am here alone

My dear

Always stupidly sarcastic

My hyper, spastic 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 anymore

You're home

And I am here alone my dear

Always stupidly sarcastic

My hyper-spastic superhero girl.