Modern Girl (...With Scissors)

Oh, the light left the room
Deborah, where did it go?
She said that she left home a Yankee with something to sell
But the seas got dry somehow
There's no such thing as grim weather out here
You don’t have to trust me
I know as I set up my circus tent, one week later
To want to rip it down

She had the highest disease
For which there's never a cure
At least that's what she believes

Oh, the ambulance left her
In a heap next to a bar
Like an ordinary citizen tied up in the trunk of a car
Oh, but she don’t moan none
She just gets taller
As the trees find their way down
And the bottom's the top as I trade in my radio for something smaller
Something I can fit into my pulse

Oh, the highest disease
For which there's never a cure
At least that's what she believes
And when the city gets rough
She gets into her balloon
Leaving all the old stuff
Leaving only with
All this useless beauty now
All this useless beauty

Oh, the light left the room
Deborah, where did it go?
She said that she left home a Yankee with something to sell
But the seas got dry somehow
There's no such thing as grim weather out here
You don't have to trust me
I know as I set up my circus tent, one week later
To want to rip it down

All this useless beauty now
All this useless beauty