Lyrics:

1-2-3,2-3,3

The twitching impulses to speak your mind
I'll lend you my microscope and maybe you will find it
Is it in that ugly place that's just behind your face
Where you keep my picture still despite the fact
That you had me replaced

Chorus:
Say good-bye
Baby can't you act your age
You know why
I'm going to give it to you straight
Although I'll never be
Unhappy as you want me to be
Still it's all the rage

I'll probably play along left to my own devices
Spare me the drone of your advice
The sins of garter and gin confession may delay
You know the measuring pole, the merry boots of clay
I've heard it all before. You'll say it anyway

-chorus-

Alone with your tweezers and your handkerchief
You murder time and truth, love, laughter and relief
Don't try to touch my heart
It's darker than you think
And don't try to read my mind
Because it's full of disappearing ink

-chorus-

Although I'll never be
Unhappy as you want me to be
Still it's all the rage