Amoeba

Think you know me well Single bodied cell Think you know me well Single bodied If you're urging a person to open their heart It's imperfect in places, disturbing in parts Following lines on the palm of your hand You're just searching for something you don't understand Think you know me well I'm a single bodied cell Think you know me well I'm a single bodied If the heat of the moment's controlling your thoughts It's your sense of perception that twists and distorts You don't know where I'm going, you don't know who I am Just a husk of a woman on the cusp of a plan Think you know me well I'm a single bodied cell Think you know me well I'm a single bodied cell There's no standing ovation No roundup to close It's not the end of the day Until somebody scores Think you know me well Single bodied cell You think you know me well I'm a single bodied, cell