Emily Haines - The Lottery Lyrics
I only wanted what everyone wantedSince bras started burning up ribs in the sixtiesFavors a-flying, faces a-fallingAnd all I desire is to never be waitingIf that's a crime, let's commit itThere's a new crime, sexual suicideWhen our under wire radioTears into their international airwavesBoredom will die, ears will bleedAnd all they'll desire is to give and to pleaseThere's a new crime, sexual suicideThere's a new crime, let's commit itWhile we're waiting on the next dayTo begin it in the best wayThere's a new crime, sexual suicideThere's a new crime, let's commit itDon't worry Heather, about foreverDon't worry about meIt's the lottery, baby, everybody roll the diceIt's the lottery, baby, everybody roll the diceWill we always be like little kidsRunning grove to grove, askingWho loves me? Don't know who loves meIt's pathetic, it's impossibleLike girls in stilettosLike girls in stilettosLike girls in stilettos, running to run