She's A Weapon

Stand up in line, open your eyes, 
  It's a man and his tragical merry-go-round, 
  It took you for a ride, 
  Well, there's no way out, my friend. 

  So many fails made you so well, 
  Try to resist, but you turn on your will 
  A headline, had been spelled up in red just for you. 

  Beautiful youth, where did you go? 
  Pushing around, cracked in the holes. 
  Live in the walls, you live in a dream, 
  Go on and out, more under free. 

  So you hand your money to the man at the turnstop 
  He looks with a grin, but no sense of wrong. 
  He took you to a ride and whispered good luck, my boy. 
  You were feeling so fine, but your head got so twisted 
  Out in the corner where you were to visit your heart, 
  You left it behind, my love. 

  All we want to do is ride around with you. 
  Take it or leave it, don't matter at all, 
  Making you feel so small on the merry-go-round, 
  On a merry-go-round. 
  Got your feet off the ground on a merry go round. 

  An anxious cry could let see my urge, 
  It's a death at the front, shaking at ease. 
  She lays down a hop and lefts me for a penny or two. 

  So misunderstood I knew that she would 
  Rounded by the time that she did, 
  The carousel taking up all the worse. 

  All we want to do is ride around with you. 
  Take it or leave it, don't matter at all, 
  Making you feel so small on the merry-go-round, 
  On a merry-go-round. 
  Got your feet off the ground on a merry go round. 

  Beautiful youth, where did you go? 
  Pushing around, cracked in the holes. 
  Live in the walls, you live in a dream, 
  Go up and down, more under free.