Lisa Loeb
Accident

The air is introduced
She waltses through her ballroom
Swerling in her sequence
Showing off her gown
She steps on her own train(?)
She falls, she cracks her jaws

I guessed her husband giggled
He gasped; She slipped on spilled champagne
And we crowd around the accident
We wants to see the worst
We crowd around the accident
We want to see what hurts

Their leading in the corner
He's buried in the baggie(?)
They say he's missed of us sometimes
She's pretty
And her elbows are so pointy
They're dangerous
Talking in the locker room
His nose bleeds so prefusely
But no one tell him he is the star
They watch like at the movies that he's famous for

we crowd around the accident
We wants to see the worst
We crowd around the accident
We want to see what hurts

Two stories about to fall
boosting at the swimset
watching down the hall
she yelled cause he upset her
don't yell
He's picking sides, he's hitching rides
to school

his father left him winter
He's no one's son
If I can poke her with a pencil
then I can pop her with a gun

we crowd around the accident
We wants to see the worst
We crowd around the accident
We want to see what hurts

We think, I'm glad it wasn't me
And turn on the t.v
Squeeze our eyes shut
but leave a space to see


Mirror lyrics:

but leave a space to see
Squeeze our eyes shut
And turn on the t.v
We think, I'm glad it wasn't me

We want to see what hurts
We crowd around the accident
We wants to see the worst
we crowd around the accident

then I can pop her with a gun
If I can poke her with a pencil
He's no one's son
his father left him winter

to school
He's picking sides, he's hitching rides
don't yell
she yelled cause he upset her
watching down the hall
boosting at the swimset
Two stories about to fall

We want to see what hurts
We crowd around the accident
We wants to see the worst
we crowd around the accident

They watch like at the movies that he's famous for
But no one tell him he is the star
His nose bleeds so prefusely
Talking in the locker room
They're dangerous
And her elbows are so pointy
She's pretty
They say he's missed of us sometimes
He's buried in the baggie(?)
Their leading in the corner

We want to see what hurts
We crowd around the accident
We wants to see the worst
And we crowd around the accident
He gasped; She slipped on spilled champagne
I guessed her husband giggled

She falls, she cracks her jaws
She steps on her own train(?)
Showing off her gown
Swerling in her sequence
She waltses through her ballroom
The air is introduced


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