Cut Open

Well I’m scared to be cut open

‘Cause they’ll really look at me then.

Like souls are meant to glow

And mine’s dimmed again

And they leave

The earth wire zaps me to the dirt,

It’s wet, I’m tired, it hurts.

I can’t think straight or remember

I’ve been compartmentalising forever.

I can’t see too far ahead

I’m static on a TV set.

I’m regular

Or irregular

Looking to the side I remember

Well, I try to remember

The good times.

Look me in the eye and I’ll blink,

Smile and turn away

I’m a constant tussle daily

With all that I create.

I can’t think straight or remember

I’ve been compartmentalising forever.

I can’t see too far ahead

I’m static on a TV set.

I’m regular

Or irregular

Looking to the side I remember

Well, I try to remember

The good times.

Look me in the eye and I’ll blink,

Smile and turn away

I’m a constant tussle daily

With all that I create.

And I’m scared to be cut open

‘Cause they’ll see it’s all a lie

Like the spike outside the chestnut

Without the silk inside.

And I think I should do better

And I couldn’t get much worse

‘Cause I’m floating like a spectre

‘Cause I’m eyeing up the hearse.