Your words dig in under my skin I try to get at them but i'm faint I'm tainted, Lightheaded like animation All over me I think i'm gonna make a run for it until i'm safe With your eyes to the sky Your gra**hopper hands are starting fires Too sweet you sweet thing You appeal to my vanity I'm enthralled, you're like a cheap perfume You're science you're the modern moon All over me I think i better make a run for it until i'm safe With your eyes to the sky Your gra**hopper hands are starting fires Along the way You start them so carefully I'm starting to think you really got it out for me