What Makes You So Lavish That You

We Get A Little Further From Perfection, Each Year On The Road, I Guess That's What They Call Character, I Guess That's Just The Way It Goes, Better To Be Dusty Than Polished, Like Some Store Window Mannequin, Why Don't You Touch Me Where I'm Rusty, Let Me Stain Your Hands

How Come I Can Pick My Ears But Not My Nose?

I Am Getting Nowhere With You And I Can't Let You Go And I Cant Get Through.

When I Was Like Sixteen, I Was A Total Chick I Had Big Hair. I Was Seen As This Attractive Girl, And I Would Get All This Attention. And Then I Just Cut Off My Hair, And I Quit Playing That Game.

When Everything Else Seems Unclear, At Least I'll Know I Do It For The Joy It Brings.