Making your escape

Like a nineteen seventies Cinderella

On a pair of glass roller skates

Taking things too far

I never did see you make that jump

From debutante to movie star

You've been selling all kinds of monorailia

To people in their dreams

You've been showing some signs of pyromania

And talking in your sleep

Watching bad TV

I never got the hang of

Tuning in to what was in front of me

Getting in too deep

You always said I'd never see

The end to my own history

You've been selling all kinds of monorailia

To people in their dreams

You've been showing some signs of pyromania

And talking in your sleep