(AlexanderBadlees)

Well, I take off my shoes
When I walk in her door
And try my best to levitate
'Cross her living room floor
'Cause you can't leave tracks
When you're on hollowed ground
She'll just make you sweep 'em up
Like you're being hunted down

(Chorus)
She's the queen of perfection
everybody knows why
She's the queen of perfection
And she's soon gonna die

She says,