who let you in?
with your punk rock pins,
you were an outline made of skin,
why did you come back,
with your poison pen
you were an outline made of skin,
you hate what i done
but you don’t have to hide, you just have to try
i was an outline made of skin
they didn’t think i’d notice,
maybe cuz you got so scarecrow thin
and your drilled-out eyes under a snap-down brim
i must admit i knew ya when
somebody threw the switch and plugged you in
now you’re a neon shining star
nobody knows exactly what you are.
to give this song a heart attack
maybe show me what it lacks?
trying to write me in again
not content with friends of friends
somebody threw the switch and plugged you in
now you’re a neon shining star
nobody knows exactly what you are.
cuz i made something out of none
you think dreaming’s everything, and waking is no fun
you don’t have to disguise, all i did was decide
and then i threw the switch and plugged me in
but i am no neon shining star
nobody knows exactly what those are.
© 2003 c holford