Charlene
Won't you marry me
'Cause it seems
Like you're just another dream
To me
She says she can't wake up
Oh no
She's tearing up her makeup
Her friends are all made up
To cry
They're ready for the show
The girls run all their feelings
To the boys
They're ready for the weekend
If only we were dreaming
My love
We'd best be getting home
She stumbles out the door as
She goes
It feels like someone's watching
She trembles as her hands reach
For the phone
You'll never get the call
Hey it's charley
Oh my god
Sorry I told you
F*ck off
But if I'm right
I'm alone
I can hear the breathing
There's a stalker
Right behind me
Yeah
There's a stalker right behind me
Charlene
Won't you marry me
I know I seem
Like I'm just another dream
Charlene
Do you feel
Like you can be
Real