I'm making you what I'm not
A persuasive companion
The problems that you forgot
Become part of the carpet
I'm making sure the conversation goes awry
What are you looking at
Did I repeat myself
Did I really say that
Formaldehyde makes bakelite
And I'd as soon as shatter like you
You smell it on your clothes and on your breath
And in the rehearsed regret of morning
Every day at three o'clock I feel the need to block out the sun
Formaldehyde makes bakelite
And I'd as soon as shatter like you
Let me tell you what I think is wrong with you
Can't you see the beauty in it
I'm parked, I don't drive