Aurora borealis, give me a necklace pulled from the heavens broken into seven tiny little pieces, keep the little hurt buts, safe between your two lips.
Aurora borealis, I want more not less, ripped stockings, dirty hair, never ever welcome there. Heaven have an accident, spill me some medicine, satisfy my thirst!
I can never find it! I can never find it! Buried in a whisper, deeper than a pin prick.
Aurora borealis, take off your ripped dress, give me the antidote pulled from your pretty throat. Rough cries dark prayers, dressed up goin' nowhere, heaven save me from myself!