Nothing So Great

[Verse 1]
Crumpled cotton bed
And aching white lace
Oh Pigeon-winged Lucy
With a smile on her face, on her face
Cavernous cut
And the weeping harpoon
Fearing a man
In the dust of the moon

[Verse 2]
Nightmare city
I've been walking in circles for days
I stare at my fingernails
And I assume that it's all a phase

[Pre-Chorus]
Oh my my crumpled cotton bed
Oh my my crumpled cotton bed

[Chorus]
Nothing so great, to be afraid of
Nothing so great, nothing so great

[Verse 3]
The scabs of old
Are what we're made of
Nothing so great, nothing so great

[Verse 4]
I asked you before
And you told me thе same
You said child
Nothing's so great
To take your namе
Your name