What's Wrong With This Picture?
Smile, she said and if you want
I'll look the other way
Until you regain your melancholy disposition
Or until you get over yourself
You're such a European S-O-B
Could you exist without your irony?
I guess that you're afraid to alone or be alive
Or be a boy without a girl
Monday morning, feeling alright
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Open your eyes, there's nothing but blue skies
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Could you believe in anything?
Could I believe in you? She said
And maybe I don't want to be you mother
And could you bear to be sincere for just one day?
Smile, she said and if you want
I'll look the other way
And you can go back to your "Five Leaves Left"
And you can call me when you get over yourself
Monday morning, feeling alright
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Open your eyes, there's nothing but blue skies
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Monday morning, feeling alright
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Open your eyes, there's nothing but blue skies
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Monday morning, feeling alright
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Open your eyes, there's nothing but blue skies
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
I'll look the other way
Until you regain your melancholy disposition
Or until you get over yourself
You're such a European S-O-B
Could you exist without your irony?
I guess that you're afraid to alone or be alive
Or be a boy without a girl
Monday morning, feeling alright
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Open your eyes, there's nothing but blue skies
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Could you believe in anything?
Could I believe in you? She said
And maybe I don't want to be you mother
And could you bear to be sincere for just one day?
Smile, she said and if you want
I'll look the other way
And you can go back to your "Five Leaves Left"
And you can call me when you get over yourself
Monday morning, feeling alright
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Open your eyes, there's nothing but blue skies
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Monday morning, feeling alright
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Open your eyes, there's nothing but blue skies
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Monday morning, feeling alright
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
Open your eyes, there's nothing but blue skies
What's wrong with this picture? Nothing at all
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Writer(s): Lloyd Cole
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