She Is the New Thing

She's a special girl you know, the kind I'd hope to see

Hanging on a wall, watching me cross the streets

I wonder how long it will be before I'm sick of her

And I no longer care where she goes or has been

'Cause she is the new thing, but she is the new thing

She is a new thing, but she is a new thing

She is a new thing

She is a new thing, another new thing

Feel my stomach sink as I curse my slow limbs

She is a new thing, always a new thing

Staring at her, ulterior girl

Once she had me on my knees, enamored with disease

Now, she fails to impress a different sickness

A different kind of sickness, lacking any interest

And I, sunk in apathy, totally absorbed in me

Sitting vacant on my own, my senses lying cold

She was a new thing, she was a new thing

She was a new thing, another new thing

Another new thing, another new thing

She was a new thing, another new thing

Feel my stomach sink as I curse my slow limbs

She was a new thing, always a new thing

Staring at her, ulterior girl

I cast myself into whatever she brings, another new

With sickness, it ends how it begins

First mine then hers and then the cycle blurs

And my actions reoccur through no fault of my own

Through no fault of my own, through no fault of my own

Through no fault of my own

Another new thing, another new thing

Another new thing, another new