Was love the illness and disease the cure, oh, the cure?

(Make it go away)
(Make it go away)
And Madam Butterfly resounds
Make it go away
Go away
Make it go away

But I was a good girl, and I can’t understand
(Make it go away)
Make it go away
Make it go away
I stare into some great abyss
Make it go away
(Make it go away)
(Make it go away)
Make it go away

(Make it go away)
Make it go away

And calculate the things I’d miss
To make it go away
Make it go away
Over the mothership her lights flashing around
Make it go away
Lay on the table begging for another chance
To make it go away
(Make it go away)
Make it go away
I crawl into my circumstance
Make it go away
(Make it go, make it go away)

Sometimes I wonder which hurts the worse
The thought of dying or reliving every hurt
(Make it go away)

Make it go away
How to make it go away
Make it go away
If I could only make some sense of this

I float above her and I wonder how
(Make it go away)

(Make it go away)
(Make it go away)