I think you are a lost queen Let me serve you, serve you Ain't gotta ask me to What planet are you from, girl? And are there others like you there? And could you do that magic trick again? Poppin' up from nowhere Though my planet's full of warfare You

The day I die, the day I die Where will we be? I don't need you, I don't need you Besides I barely ever see you anymore And when I do it feels like you're only halfway there Young mothers love me even ghosts of Girlfriends call from Cleveland They will