Your words dig in under my skin   I try to get at them but I'm faint   I'm tainted,   Lightheaded like animation   All over me   I think I'm gonna make a run for it until I'm safe      With your eyes to the sky   Your grasshopper hands are starting fires      Too sweet you sweet thing   You appeal to my vanity   I'm enthralled, you're like a cheap perfume   You're science you're the modern moon   All over me   I think I better make a run for it until I'm safe      With your eyes to the sky   Your grasshopper hands are starting fires   Along the way   You start them so carefully   I'm starting to think you really got it out for me