Текст песни Chemical Girl - The Fine Arts Showcase

She says she'll meet me at the square
Outside of intergrill
Where the should-have-beens
Mix with the never-wills
Under a scattered sky,
Between a fate and free will
And I look into her eyes her eyes her eyes her eyes her eyes
Are so dilated and still

You're a chemical girl
Let's call this chalice cup
I felt in love with you
As we were coming up.
But now that evening is disposed
Along with amourous deceit.
Cause you're a lovely girl
But just not for me