Detective Daughter Songtext / Lyric

Detective Daughter

She was calling around to find half an hour. She walked right into my
mirror. Said she’s here to waste time, I said, “That’s fine.”

listen:
to thy self be true to thy self be true to thy self be true

Every thread, every hair rearranged to resemble you. You could help
her!
Detective daughter copy- please don’t be me.

There are so many skirts under the table. None of these long legs are
mine.
She calls around, finds me crying. Wish I were capable of lying
sometimes.
Hide out and run when no one’s looking. Hide out. Love is hell, hell
is love. Hell is asking to be loved.

She’s still calling around to find half an hour. She’ll always have a
place in my mirror. She’s got no more time now she wants mine but I’m
all out too,

to thy self be true to thy self be true to thy self be true

aaaaaahhhhhhhhh
it’s no big deal