All our children will smile like the first time we metnIt's alrightnThis will not be the first home I've ever wreckednIt's alright, it's alrightnnI'll benThe dream you can have at your desknI'll benThe girl in the saddest blue dress, blue dressnnI don't know you, but I'm drawing a map of the scars on your skinnOn your skinnAnd I'd like to, if I'm good will you let me come in?nI want to come in, to come innnAnd I'll benA nightcap before you go homenAnd I'll benThe voice on the end of the phonenAnd I'll be absolution for the sins you could never confessnYou'll confess to menI'll be, I'll benThe girl in the saddest blue dress, the blue dressnnAnd I'm leaving soonnWhen I'm just a shadow of the girl you're kissingnOh, and my mother told menAlways, the best days are the ones you're missingnnAnd I'll benThe distraction that you like the bestnAnd I'll benThe girl in the saddest blue dress, blue dressnnAnd I'm leaving soonnWhen I'm just a shadow of the girl you're kissingnOh, and my mother told menAlways, the best days are the ones you're missingnnAll my children will smile like the first time we metnIt's alright