She looks pretty good in blue she's worn it out alot
you look good on paper too when actually you're not
she's not looking anymore for someone to feel sorry for
so don'cha come round no more

she's got pretty fake eye-lashes slanted plastic glasses
everyone who passes says she looks beautiful but
don't even think about asking her to dance
cause in your sackcloth and ashes you're never gonna have a chance
sackcloth and ashes.

She smeared you with her fingerprints just because she could
she's not sorry for her sins as long as she looks good
how can she have so much fun knowing all the things she's done
she's bad, she's strong, or maybe she's stupid

but she's got pretty party dresses, manic-panic tresses
she believes that less ls more where you're concerned and
you can only dream about the places that she's been
cause in your sackcloth and ashes they're never gonna let you in

one day maybe you'll be way beyond this silly habit yo've put on
tough and strong enough and wrong enough for long enough to belong there
but till that day comes along

you'll be sullen and regretful querulous and fretful
carrying a head full of evil thoughts and there'll be
lots of girls and people who want to know where you stand
but in your sackcloth and ashes you'll never make them understand...
sackcloth and ashes, sackcloth and ashes, sackcloth and ashes,
they're never gonna understand.
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