She's a special girl you know The kind I'd hope to see Hanging on a wall Watching me cross the street
I wonder how long it will be Before I'm sick of her And I no longer care Where she goes or has been But she's the new thing But she's the new thing She is the new thing But she's the new thing
She is a new thing She is the new thing Another new thing Feel my stomach sink As I curse my slow limbs She is the new thing Always the new thing Staring at her, alterior girl
Once she had me on my knees Enamored with disease Now she fails to impress A different sickness A different kind of sickness Lacking any interest
And I, sunk in apathy Totally absorbed in me Sitting vacant on my own My senses lying prone She was the new thing Another new thing
She was the new thing Another new thing Feel my stomach sink As I curse my slow limbs She was the new thing Always the new thing Staring at her, alterior girl I cast myself in to whatever she brings Another new...
With sickness it ends how it begins First mine then hers And then the cycle blurs As my actions reoccur Through no fault of my own Another new thing Another new
