Button Eyes Lyrics

Ooooo

There goes our youth

I'd say I was sorry

but its not true

Or maybe thats not for you to know

I want you to live and let ghost

We'll stay in a little haunted house

With children of clay

We are the perfect middle lane spouses

with matching button eyes

Ooooo

We'll walk deserted streets

Our ghouls and our goblins will have weekly meets

Where we share stories of family

And no will mind our transparency

We'll talk about our little haunted house

And children of clay

We'll seem the perfect middle lane spouses

with matching button eyes

And oooo well have roses

Left on the dirt of the site

And we'll met there every night

Cause we have the rest of our non lives