I am held together by clothes pins and tension, A wealth of odds and ends I'm dazzling so dazzling like the neon street sign Hiccuping off and on again all night long Well I've got magazine friends And enough jealousy to lose them all And I know this has all been said before I she'd what, what escape my fiction provided I lived a lifetime inside of my shelter And thought it about time to see outside And I believed it was easy, Stupidly thought I could just get up and walk away But I know this has all been said before I know this has all been said before I've got illness hugging me like skin And I'll she'd it clean until I can taste the oxygen.