i think i am elastic these arms they are a wonder pull from sideways, up and under i think it's time for something drastic and it could be more than i bargained for ten to one it is oh i'm into everything i hate my spirit is not fooled; my members take the bait oh i'm in to everything i hate still not dead enough to stifle this debate these heels were made for bruising and the cobblestones they're using are the pleasures of my choosing i must be born for losing heal these soles to hurt no more and i'll lift these hands just like before Cover me like a dimestore suit until I'm just like you careful little eyes what you see careful little feet where you go.