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 grasshopper 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 grasshopper hands are starting fires

Along the way

You start them so carefully

I'm starting to think you really got it out for me