Текст песни Mail Order Girlfriend

My mail order girlfriend doesn't write anymore Her pens must be empty her hand has grown sore Cross examine the postman Nothing but junk mail Day I day out same old thing Day in day out I'll laugh out the window and wear my cocoon When nobody listens like the man in the moon It's all very hopeless This unbearable opus I sing Patient So patient Just like a coma tell me when its over Just like a coma Just like a coma tell me when its over Just like a coma Its over I feel it She'll never come visit I'll waste in my brain dead daze to no end Through pages and pages of utter nonsense My heart like a pulsar squeals like a squad car Chorus Just like a coma tell me when its over Just like a coma Just like a coma tell me when its over Just like a coma Its over I feel it She'll never come visit Its over I feel it She'll never come visit