Lily is dancing on the table
We've all been pushed
Too far
I guess on days like this
You know who your friends are
Just another dead fag to you
That's all
Just another light missing
On a long taxi ride
Taxi ride
And I'm down to
Your last cigarette and
This "we are one" crap
As you're invading
This thing you call love--
She smiles way too much but
I'm glad you're
On my side, sure
I'm glad you're on
My side still
You think you deserve a trust fund
Just because you want one
Sure you talk the talk
When you need to
I fear
The whole world is
Starting to believe you
Just another dead fag to you
That's all
Just another light missing
On a long taxi line
Taxi line
And I'm down to
Your last cigarette and
This "we are one" crap
As you're invading
This thing you call love--
She smiles way too much but
I'm glad you're
On my side, sure
I'm glad you're on
My side still
Lily is dancing on the table
We've all been pushed
Too far today
Even a glamorous bitch can be in need
This is where you know
The honey from the killer bees
I'm glad you're on my side
Sure
I'm glad you're on my side
Sure
I'm glad you're on my side
Still
Got a long taxi ride
Got a long taxi ride
This one was partially inspired by the loss of Tori's friend/makeup artist Kevyn Aucoin, but it might have gotten its start as an AIDS song. As always, there's more at Hereinmyhead.com.