HIP GLOSS

IT'S RAINING RHINESTONES RIGHT ABOVE YOUR HEAD
AND I NEVER THOUGHT REMEMBERING YOUR DOWNFALL
WOULD MAKE ME FEEL SO DEAD

I'D REINVENT MY HOMEMADE SELF-DEFENSE
IF I THOUGHT REVOLUTION WOULD EVEN MAKE A DENT

AND ALL THAT REMAINS IS YOUR REGRET, SURPRISE THAT'S ALL YOU GET
AND ALL OF THE CHAMPAGNE CAN'T UNWRECK YOUR REMNANTS OF RESPECT

SO TELL ME WHY CAN'T I JUST LET IT BE (JUST LEAVE IT ALONE)
I'M ALWAYS STARING TOO LONG INTO THE SIGHTS OF THE SUN
LIKE IT SOMEHOW COULD TRANSFORM ME
( LIKE IT'S SOME KINDA PERFECT GOD ON LOAN)

IT'S GET TOO SERIOUS, WE WATCH IT COME BETWEEN US SO CASUALLY
SO TELL ME WHY CAN'T I TAKE CONTROL OF ME

I'M MOVING TO MY ROOM WITHOUT A VIEW
WHERE I CAN PRETEND TO FORGET THE WORLD & PONDER YOU

IF I COULD RENDER ALL THE CURVES AROUND YOUR HIP GLOSS
THEN I COULD MAKE THE LONELY FEEL EVEN MORE LOSS

BUT GUESS WHAT WE'RE DETERIORATION,
GUESS WHAT WE'RE THE REST
I KNOW IT'S NOT THE RICH DIVISION,
IT'S RISK & RUIN WHEN YOU LOSE THE BET

music and lyrics by Steven Gullett - copyright 2000