Come on
Like having sex with strangers
Like hitching rides without the danger
Got a heart but it's disconnected
My whole body's been infected
It's so automatic
Crutch for your emotions
Sever, sever, sever, sever
Sever, sever, sever, sever
In my head I hear you breathing
I could scrape my heels across your ceiling
On the screen I've watched myself go
My captivating alter-ego
It's so automatic
Crutch for your emotions
Sever, sever, sever, sever
Sever, sever, sever, sever
It's so automatic
Crutch for your emotions
Sever, sever, sever, sever
Sever, sever, sever, sever
Sever, sever, sever, sever
Sever, sever, sever, sever