Maxmo Park Mary O'Brien lyrics

Bottle blond, until the end
Ground down, but not out
Found fame, faded away
But came back, influence rubs off
Whether appropriate or not

A less than perfect splint
She lifts the cup to her lips
She tries to force it back
Something in her gut starts to react

Definitely, or it must be
Definitely, or it must be

Cheap crockery that was tipped
From the top of the stairs
What did you do that for?


Easily strayed, unafraid
Can't turn back, starting to crack
Her mascara is streaming
But the guests are not leaving

A less than perfect splint
She lifts the cup to her lips
She tries to force it back
Something in her gut starts to react

I don't really know if I want to be
Part of this world, but I must be
I'm none of the above