My Fickle Anatomy

Skittish
If you hear something strange
Please pay no mind
That was just my mouth
Bouncing words in vain up off your back
As if you care
That was just my heart
Sinking, burning, numb from your attack
Palpitating or breaking
It's getting old
A little, little bit
I say I want you
You say, "Oh, not quite yet"
So if you hear something strange
Please pay no mind
That was just my head
Looking through the lines of what you said
Over and over and over and over and over and over.....
That was just my feet
Slapping down upon the cold concrete
Outside your house
Well doctor, doctor please prescribe me
A personality to get me the girl
'Cause a man wearing black usually ends up with a bullet in his back
Swimming in the sunset and scrolling credits
As a sad song tells us it's all for the best
And I'm sick of it
It's getting old
A little, little, just a little bit
You say you want me
I say, "Oh, not quite yet"
So if you hear something strange
Please pay no mind
I awoke to a sound
It wasn't a loud sound
I took a look all around
For a better shade of green