I beg him to tell us a story
He's gonna wake up, nobody worry
Ticking harmless, there in the background
Nothing to fall for, no one to put down
Asking «How am I waiting, why am I waiting for everything to be okay?»
Asking «How am I waiting, procrastinating, Oh everything will be okay? Well nothing's ever okay here»
You want to
I've got it all collecting
Talking to a pretense, are you really my friend?
Sew it all together, make a voodoo girl
Are you really my friend, are you real
Enna yuk'yu mai?
Enna Yuk'yu made, Enna Yuk'yu made
Create somebody — Enna yuk'yu made
Tear up your body —
Tear it all up for somebody
Recycle somebody
You want to
I've got it all collecting
Talking to a pretense, desperate for the moment when,
You want to
Live the wrong direction
Which one is right again?
Relax on a pincushion
In the back of a car, kicking out a light
Screaming now it's gone too far
One the sidewalk at an intersection in the dark
A plain van almost hits you as it turns to park
Running after it, you're pissed as hell and torn apart
Living inconvenience, choices — with an open heart
Slow your pace up to the empty window left ajar
Lose your breath as you lock eyes with her restraints and scars
You want to
I've got it all collecting
Talking to a pretense, are you really my friend?
Sew it all together, make a voodoo girl
Are you really my friend, are you real
Enna yuk'yu mai?
Enna Yuk'yu made, Enna Yuk'yu made
Create somebody — Enna yuk'yu made
Tear up your body —
Tear it all up for somebody
Recycle somebody
Impressive
You got us a story, something to make up
Without feeling sorry
And give me a shadow, to put in the background
Forced into watching without making a sound
I don't know how I feel about you