All dressed up with nowhere to go Drunk on memories, with nothing to smoke Watching her naked letters sing where nobody knows Still this can't be wrong And the sky was an ocean of lavender grey And I left all my thoughts back on the train See, nobody told she can't leave and she can't stay, Where did she come from? Cuz it was over almost before it got started, It was over almost before it got started It was over, in the side effex of make-believe Who knows the weight of mistakes? Cuz when she finds her way back, I'll give what she takes When I smell the soft rain she knows I've been astray To them I'll never belong Only to the leftover traces of things left unsaid That always swimmed around on my tongue, but stayed in my head And everything we came for bloomed, then left for dead And the queen hums her lonely song Cuz it was over almost before it got started, It was over almost before it got started It was over, in the side effex of make-believe