She spent twenty years in the Dakota, every single day it was black in the Dakota
Riot grrrls think you can stop me and you're forever in her debt
Well I know you haven't sent me and you haven't sent her yet
She spent twenty years like a virus, they want to burn the witch who's inside us
Well you, you don't fuck with the fabulous four
Or you spend the rest of your life picking things up off the floor

She's still alive but I am sure that all the stars belong to her
On California king-sized beds she's wrapped in rags inside my head

This is the story, this is the story of someone who's wild
Big black rules, pearl, life, (I don't remember, I forget)
Oh, baby dry your dirty eyes, my water breaks like turpentine
The pee girl burns to be a bride, your ever lovely suicide
Are they coming for me, are they coming soon
Hey Jude, hey Jude, are they coming for me
Judy, Judy, are they coming soon, (I don't remember, I forget)
The pee girl burns to be a bride, your ever lovely suicide
I don't remember, I forget