Shoveling snow I'm humming white noise
Losing the words to the crack in my voice
Lock up the house and uncover my bed
I cook for myself and beg to be fed

I pick out a suit from a men's magazine
I polish his shoes and lick his head clean
Leading him out and his neck comes untied
He unravels like string and leaves me behind

Walk on the surface get up from my knees
But after straight oxygen, queer it’s hard to breathe
And in the confusion I could lose both hands
Your cologne is pollution, your violence romance

Eaten alive in candyland
Eaten alive in candyland
Eaten alive in candyland
Eaten alive in candyland
So sentimental
It's so sentimental
Candy is so sentimental
Candy is so sentimental

Walk on the surface get up from my knees
But after straight oxygen, queer it’s hard to breathe
And in the confusion I could lose both hands
Your cologne is pollution, your violence is a romance, romance