Video de Parma Violets

[Verse 1]
Hang Tibetan paintings on my bedroom wall
Stick stars on the ceiling so I don't feel so small
God I wish I could call you, what the hell would I say?
Hope you're feelin' better, we should hang out some day
[Chorus]
Oh please
Don't you swallow
Pills like parma violets, again
[Verse 2]
Once you showed me a secret, delicate as a moth
It barely shivered, its wings were so soft
Then it flew up to the fluorescent light
I knew right then that you would be alright
[Chorus]
Oh please
Don't you swallow
Pills like parma violets, again
[Verse 3]
Our lives are prisms, the light beams through
Refracting colors is what we do
We're different shades of the same blue
But at least we're true, at least we're true
[Chorus]
Oh please
Don't you swallow
Pills like parma violets, again