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