Testo di Chloe

There she was my soap box Derby queen The girl I loved was the girl from yesterday So I walked up to her and asked her what's your name? She smiled and turned I suppose it was my fame I want your body, I want your body Chloe I need your body I want your body, I want your body Chloe I need your body Chloe Chucked and died the all important cause That's when she started to see my flaws So she took my hand and we walked to Sydney parade Down an alleyway I met suburbia's grave There we stood in the pouring rain My eyes met hers She could see my pain