She walks in the room and checks out the faces
we think she's all the seven wonders of the world
but there's a sadness hidden in the bizarre
moonlight and madness living in a bell jar

She dresses in black 'cause sorrow is a magnet
everything comes to her like it was meant to be
but she's frustrated leaving things as they are
what she created living in a bell jar

She seems so at home she's never alone but she's oh so lonely
what is the crime in knowing your mind set it free

Attached to a mirro in her glass-sided prison
she writes the note that will excuse her from this world
it's complicated living in a bell jar
and she suffocated livigin in a bell jar