this isnt right,
this isnt right.
if i can see the future,
would i want to see you there?
would i want to see how i get there?
remember the glass slipper
and the red apple she gave me
all that wont trick me to alice's wonderland
but youre here
and you brought me down another rabbit hole
somehow the song seems to be merrier
somehow the ink seems to be lighter
a repeated scene you now are
until the film rolls to the finish
and i'll forget
in circles, in circles
on pages, pages of white and yellow
but it aint right
i know it aint right
and i'll laugh since the witch wont let go of me
till i fall into a long sleep
and fit into my glass slippers
i'll laugh till my heart explodes
if i can see the future,
i'd poke my eyes out.