My Friend's Gallery Lyrics

The walls are filled in here with glass
My eyes are stolen with a glance
And the cheap persuasion that has emptied its perfume and left us weary
Has been overlooked as art
I'm handed cups of tepid gleam
From smiles colorless and careful
My face is frozen as the winner takes his prize and all eyes turn to stare

The lonelier the better, the better
The lonelier the better
And all my friends are there

The click click clicking of the floss
A dabble here and there why I'm here and why they're there
I don't know why the shaker's breaking up the peace
I heard him stare
I heard him stare
The lonelier the better, the better
The lonelier the better, the better
The lonelier the better
And all my friends are there
The lonelier the better, the better
The lonelier the better, the better
The lonelier the better
And all my friends are there

Are they all there?
Are they all there?
Are they all there?
Are they all there?
Are they all there?
Are they all there?