Curse Of The Frontierland lyrics

Lost to your mascara, I used to like your eyes
Still got your looks I guess I`m tired of what it all implies
A year ago we called this a good time
Nightmares of love affairs, who cares why?
It`s five A.M. and we`ve got everything we want
And I say don`t look now
Taking it while we can
Curse of the frontier land
It`s no big secret, folks insist the sickness goes too far
German genius, Paris jet-set breaking down our door
They talk about us like we never tried
Old-moneyed ballroom corpses
Fuss and whine
I don`t like quiet rooms but I just can`t take that sound