Michael Penn - Beautiful Lyrics
One more for the collectionyou've got on your wallpaint it in the frame untilyou hire out a little stalland on a few,you've got to laughas you inscribehis autograph...they are the ones thateverybody choosesbeautiful excusesClosing in on targetsin an open sighteach one spins around youand around you like a satellitejust take one downwhen times are tougha diamonetta in the roughthey are the ones thateverybody choosesbeautiful excusesAlways tragic perfect baitthey grip you as they captivatetwist, but do not fabricatethen imply they implicateyou get thirsty; while you waita demonstrator demonstratesthat you've run out ofholy water, dudeYour works of art arehanging in the Parthenonbut where's the only one whoever bothered to take you onyou can't explainwhy that one's goneuntil you put your finger onwhatever it accusesbeautiful forgerysuch beautiful excusesall you ever wanted someonewho refusesbeautiful
