Citizen Kane — текст песни (Mckinley)

(McKinley)
He froze the air with his funny stare,
she felt the hair raise on her bare arms.
He said, It`s not lost on me the irony, the waste we are.
He took her wrists, pulled her down to sit next to him.
He said, Let me tell you a story since it`s all I can do.
There are so many like this that it`s almost hard to choose.
You know the ones already about the plucky, silly girls
that make the best out of life,
look fetching in a flour-sack dress behind
a good man, a good man and this is where the story falls apart.
You`re not plucky or silly and I don`t have an especially warm heart.
She put her hand over his mouth, said, What the hell are you talking about?
I know those girls that make the best out of life
look fetching in an hour-glass dress.
They`re lonely for a boy like you to talk to.
I`ve been so lonely for a boy like you to talk to.
If you`d stop playing Citizen Kane
Then we can turn these cameras off and start again.
I`m not some silly girl that makes the best out of life
looks fetching in a flour-sack dress behind
a good man, a good man, a good man.
He said, It`s not lost on me, the irony.