Love Affair With a Mannequin
Plastic coated, violet hearts squeeze thighs
These eyes
These eyes keep her cold
Window shopping beauty, you wear that shirt super swell
The wrong way home
I'll break all the rules
I will buy a gun
She smells like the hair of surgeons
I know you're powerless to turn your back and you know it's useless to turn your cheek
Oh, what the fuck can you do?
I know you've cried this way before
Just shut your pretty mouth and I won't resort to violence, since you're my baby
Where were you when I came to the store last night?
For this I need the road