Fashion Me a Drum

Call everyone you know
Go on, use my phone
You're at the point of no return
Call the people that you know
They're all in my phone
You're at the point of no return
You feel like your heartbeat has weathered and wearied away
And though you seem thinner, you're putting on weight
When someone answers, here's what you'll say

Fashion me a drum
Out of skin, out of bone
Fashion me a drum
Out of skin, out of bone
Paint it red, give it tone

Call everyone you know
Go on, use my phone
You're at the point of no return
Call the people that you know
They're all in my phone
You're at the point of no return
You feel like your heartbeat has weathered and wearied away
And though you seem thinner, you're putting on weight
When someone answers, here's what you'll say

Fashion me a drum
Out of skin, out of bone
Fashion me a drum
Out of skin, out of bone
Paint it red, give it tone

Fashion me a drum
Out of skin, out of bone
Fashion me a drum
Out of skin, out of bone
Paint her black, give it tone

I will follow the beat
I will follow the drum
I will follow the sound

I will follow the beat
I will follow the drum
I will follow the sound
The sound that made me love you