What am I?
Just not a girl
A woman
Give me a finger
Trigger ticker
I'm not done still
I'm not done still

Pull from the inside
And all the feelings will
Harder
Being a maniac
Lies which explode
Lies which flow

Audience well lights
Windows
Floor length mirror

What's the last thing you said?
I supposed, if possible, I write back
For some unending sound chords
A few words falling across the round
Golden tabler
You take a bite out of the apple first
You take a bite
You take a bite
In a country dress
New avenue
You own me
You're roaming
And you don't see the tree