"Bye bye baby," Cybil says as she walks out the door
And anything to prove I'm disloyal
It's just you'd think I'd grow out of this, wouldn't you?
'Cause lunacy is everything I need
It's not just that I'm selfish and scared
So take me to winter, as if it was discontent I'd see
So my pets have left me in search of careers and richer soils
I'll live with the madmen there and pull my hair
It's not just that I'm so unprepared
It's not just that I'm selfish and scared
Heading off to pure-bread friends and happy ends
Much better than it ever has before
It's not just that I'm so unprepared
It's just you'd think I'd grow out of this, wouldn't you?
You can bet that Hollywood looks oh so good
