She's as thin as oxygen, floating in my head again I wish that I could breathe her in like smoke Falling off the tracks again, crawling up your back, before you know it She's beneath your skin like dope
She said "You don't know how I feel, you don't know what is real" I lost myself to find you there But you weren't there at all
Got a heart like glass but she don't care Alone in her electric chair burning up the atmosphere again She's loaded up on plastic dreams, coming undone at the seams Wrap those wings around you 'till you don't see straight You don't see straight