Duckie's Lament letra

A butterfly on her lower back
Was never classy and they called her a skank
But she was
My deity
I saw her shopping at the end of the aisle
With kids that needed to be tranquilized
And it's hard
To see her now

Life's no filmstrip
Good guys don't win
And some girls are born to abuse

I'll never hold her in her favorite dress
Once, a Duckie tried so much to impress
Till she fucked
All of my friends

Life's no filmstrip
Good guys don't win
And some girls are born to abuse

Stoned, no confidence
No car, no prospects
If more and asshole than a friend
You could have been struggling
Broke and pregnant

Jonathan Bree - Letras

• After The Curtains Close
• Beat Your Head
• Blur
• Boombox Serenade
• Booty Call
• Bored At a Mall
• Boxes
• Characters
• City Baby
• Coke
• Cover Your Eyes
• Crippled Darling
• Destiny
• Drones and Sattelites
• Duckie's Lament
• Epicurean
• Fixed or Floating
• Fuck It
• Happy Daze
• Heavenly Vision
• In The Sunshine
• Kiss My Lips
• Laptop
• Miss You
• No Reminders
• Once It Was Nice
• Plucking Petals
• Politics
• Pre Code Hollywood
• Roller Disco
• Say You Love Me Too
• Seven
• Sleepwalking
• Static
• Steel And Glass
• The Primrose Path
• There Is Sadness
• Until We're Done
• Valentine
• Waiting On The Moment
• We'll All Be Forgotten
• Weird Hardcore
• When We Met
• You Are The Man
• You're So Cool