Bugs are crawling all over your skin
But you don't let it get to you
There's no thesis you need to defend
You've got nothing left to prove
Heard a rumor the police picked you up
For passing out at an ATM
Chalk it up to a dissociative fugue and start again
Out of nowhere you're calling me up
With a suicidal bluff
Did you think I was stable enough?
Are you that delirious?
You look good in a paper dress
You're still a priestess of the third degree
If one of us is gonna fall into the abyss it's probably me
I see you everywhere now
On every other's stranger face
I saw you on a billboard
You never looked more out of place
Wish you weren't a mannequin, wish you'd kept your head on
Wish you weren't a mannequin, wish you'd kept your head on