and i've got stuff to pick you up, what were you expecting?   and in the rear view mirror i saw the resurrection   and on the elevator down at the multiplex   i just pushed every button, i was just bored i guess   as i stopped and started i felt my very best   you came in without your makeup wearing your new junk store dress      your face covered in curls and tears   your eyes lit up like fifteen beers   you said your head was finally clear   you told me that you're leaving here      she puts it all into boxes on a big truck   its just bad luck, its a tough school   and a quualude and a vacuum means a clean house and a clean break   and her knee shakes but no earthquake and her ride home's on the freeway   at the exit by the campus, it's gonna bring her back to connecticut   we're gonna break you out of there, open up the window and let down your hair   lit up like a dance floor, driving down the turnpike, hope the ropes aren't too tight   i am the emperor, that is what the crown is for, that is what the throne is for   that is what the robes are for, that is what the gloves are for   this feels like a holy war, all i'm really asking for   is open up the bathroom door      up all night, i'm getting drunk and weird   we've got clear beer, i think you're gonna like it   here among the windmills, baby we can just chill   we could all be friends again   don't try to fight it, i've got scars enough   from the night i hit your moving truck   left my things with you, and i put rings on you   put myself in you and now i'm bleeding too