Nose down, what you gonna do when

Parties fade and your makeup starts to smear

Only scene is a grand entrance

Silver screen is another brand new year

In a sea of talcum power

Kids swim and they lose their color

Clock strikes twelve

Say, don't ya feel so well?

As the confetti falls

Timed with the tears

No one wants to hear

about your hardwood floors

In stalls of the magic markers

Boys and girls come and go like coats of paint

All you've got is a pretty name

You shouldn't be killed off in the very first scene

On the porch with the smokers

Party talk gets much older

Clock strikes twelve

Say, don't ya feel so well?

As the confetti falls

Timed with the tears

No one wants to hear

about your hardwood floors