But She Beat My High Score

Sounds that cut off short, they make up rhythms
 And pixilated many pixel food
 Well I thought I found a way to lay the joystick down
 A girl with eyes the color of pea soup
 There's a flame, there's a spark
 But she beat my high score
 So say goodbye, there's the door
 I can't see you anymore
 There's a flame, there's a spark
 But she beat my high score
 So say goodbye, there's the door
 I can't see you anymore
 ______ in the rain
 Besides, she lost her coat just yesterday
 The dry cleaners must have mixed the tickets up and so
 She got some guys leather 3-piece suit instead
 There's a flame, there's a spark
 But she beat my high score
 So say goodbye, there's the door
 I can't see you anymore
 There's a flame, there's a spark
 But she beat my high score
 So say goodbye, there's the door
 I can't see you anymore