Bugs are crawlin' 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 goin' to fall into the abyss
It's probably me
I see you everywhere now
On every other stranger's 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
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