I'm laughing through tears The phone keeps ringing Misspelling four-letter words Isn't it something? Longest day of the year It's too much Condemned, I am condemned I am condemned, I am Sky looks like a bruise today I slip my smile Under the rug I watch the evening News today I tried my best not to look up We invented kissing and comedy And that's plenty Dull with their misplaced pride And their love of violence Young mothers' hair in curlers Doing the laundry getting the mail Condemned, I am condemned I am condemned, I am Squirming like a postcard with an unreadable address All your teardrops stay in your seats and I'll do the rest, oh The train dissolved on the way to your house I'm relearning everything I have known from the start