Terrible Ideas

Your wings were swallowed by the sun
If I were you, Annie, I would run as far as I could go
As far as you can go and then some
Call your mother, call for help
The people of the Commonwealth are never going to let this one go
Annie, are we overreacting
Annie, are you over your head in lies

I realize that you're not a bad person
You're just full of some pretty fucking terrible ideas
You're not a bad person
We just haven't seen a sadder soul in years

Tell them what they want to hear
Although it may be insincere
There is not a shadow here of doubt
Tell your son it's all okay
I'll review your résumé
Sorry though I am to say it isn't checking out
Call your lover, cry for help
The people of the Commonwealth are never going to rest until they know they've brought you down
As far as you can go
No one saw it coming: little Annie going rogue
Annie, you're the sole bad actor
Annie, you have outdone yourself this time

You're not a bad person
But your mother and father say there's no more they can do
You're not a bad person
Would it kill them to be proud of you
Would it kill them to be proud out loud of you

Cue the parade for Annie
Of all the inmates that she
So selflessly's restored to the streets
What do you think, sweet Annie
Is it all you dreamed it'd be
Showered in cheers for raising the bar
Never has a terrible idea gone so far
As to compromise, singlehandedly, the establishment's integrity

Say that you'll be sorry as long as you're alive
Put it all in writing and they'll give you three to five
Shut the whole thing down, sound out the alarm
Tell the press and public little Annie meant no harm
Because you're not a bad person