Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle
It's so relieving to know that you're leaving
as soon as you get paid
It's so relaxing to hear you're asking
wherever you get your way
I's so soothing to know that you'll sue me
This is starting to sound the same
I miss the comfort in being sad

In her false witness, we hope you're still with us
To see if they float or drown
Our favorite paitent, a display of patience
Disease-covered Puget Sound
She'll come back as fire, to burn all the liars
And leave a blanket of ash on the ground
I miss the comfort in being sad