Follow the ink as it runs down the canvas dripping on down, down, down. (dripping down) As it hits, comes to the edge, piles trying to keep holding on, oh no. (holding on) But the pressure can't hold on for long, not any more, so drop, drip, drop. (drip, drop) Like the line I drew for you, it carries on dancing so beautifully. I suppose there are black stains on the pavement where I have been on walking. There will be rain to wash them away in time but not today, they will stay.
refrain: Strike the pose You are my artwork Creation of anxiety (2x)
I have no guilt, I have no feelings, how can it be hard for you to see Comprehend that you were an experiment and just a project for me On a mind and on a heart, they came along and pleased so eagerly And at nights I'd fantasize how you would fight but did you know? Oh no
refrain
You are, you are Let's strike the pose baby
Strike the pose. (You are, you are.) You are my artwork. (Let's strike the pose baby.) Creation of anxiety. (2x)