Epilogue or, “Bunny’s In The Army & I’m All Alone”

[Verse 1: Biddy Fox]
I'll write you a story in the morning
Bleed your black tar blood, and can't I be the razor
Deserves what it wants what it wants to be
What it wants is to be distressing and free

So damn the populace
Fuck our friends
Fuck our best friends
It's just you and me
Two girls and three chords

The sun comes down (sun comes down)
It's cold outside (cold outside)
All my friends got together
Killing our sense of self (Bang bang bang bang!)
I was crying at nothing in particular
I guess it just felt so final
I’ll never return to the halcyon days
Pacing circles in the grass

[Verse 2: Biddy Fox]
Was not my choice to stay here
I couldn’t help but stick in place
That’s why this scene needs a shakeup
New kids are terrified of baritones in makeup

I hope this letter finds you well
The pieces of me that are done with walking
Round in circles, from Walgreens to Walgreens
They're all gone to hell
Now this is my house
Now this is my time to shine
The thing you were so inclined
To pester and criticize
This is my reply
My final statement on matters of knowledge
Of weird sex and gender and going to college

[Refrain: Biddy Fox]
But now bunny's in the army and I'm all alone
And it’s mystery in stillness if I'll find a home
And its all in disappointment and my bouncing checks
There's letters carved in concrete in that burning wreck

But now bunny's in the army and I'm all alone
And it’s mystery in stillness if I'll find a home
And its all in disappointment and my bouncing checks
There's letters carved in concrete in that burning wreck

But now bunny's in the army and I'm all alone
And it’s mystery in stillness if I'll find a home
And its all in disappointment and my bouncing checks
There's letters carved in concrete in that burning wreck

But now bunny's in the army and I'm all alone
And it’s mystery in stillness if I'll find a home
And its all in disappointment and my bouncing checks
There's letters carved in concrete in that burning wreck

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Outro: Biddy Fox, Cecily Renns, Both]
I'm getting old, I'm getting old
I'm getting old, I'm getting old
I won't be 20 years old forever
Someday [?]
And I hope I get old with people who love me
I hope I get old with people who love me
I hope I get old with people who love me
I hope I get old with people who love me
I hope I get old with people who love me
I hope I get old with people who love me
I hope I get old with people who love me
I hope I get old with people who love me
I hope I get old, I hope I get, I hope I get
I hope I get old...