Spider Under My Pillow

I've got a spider under my pillow Asking me to gently throw her out But I'm trying to let it in So slow We start to show As long as I've got my eye on her Then she surely has her eye on me We play Both pretending to be free Transform into each other If all words are made up Infinity's my favorite lie If all words are made up Forever's just the biggest one Finally found a way out Finally found a way out Finally found a way out Funny, on the other side It's just another starting line Sometimes, I have to paper cut myself In the act of getting words out of Her womb I'm the knife And I need to be precise To make sense of getting old If all words are made up Infinity's my favorite lie If all words are made up Forever's just the biggest one Finally found a way out Finally found a way out Finally found a way out Funny, on the other side Finally found a way out Finally found a way out Funny, on the other side It's just another starting line