I'm more alone than dinosaur bones Buried beneath the fragile crust where we all sleep Why don't you pick up your phone The color of the couch is turning red as it calls my name Why don't you pick up your phone The weatherman says to unplug my microwave But maybe I'm just hearing things Decorated on the outside But empty at my core I feel so extinct I'm beginning to think that I Am a dinosaur I feel out of place Like a crater lost in space Like a poor boy at a country club Like a trumpet out of tune Like a humpback in the Mohave Like a flag out on the moon Decorated on the outside But empty at my core I feel so extinct I'm beginning to think that I Am a dinosaur Am a dinosaur Am a dinosaur Decorated on the outside But empty at my core I feel so extinct I'm beginning to think that I That I am the bones That I am the bones Decorated on the outside But empty at my core I feel so extinct I'm beginning to think that I Am a dinosaur