Cut-out Shapes Lyrics - Magazine

I enter the room 

Confident enough 

For now I tread 

A straight and narrow way 

So I sleep soundly 

A little blue in the face 

Cut-out shapes 

In secondhand daylight 

Somewhere else 

Something else 

On my mind 

She's caressing me 

With the hidden hands 

Of the only kind of violence 

She thinks I'll understand 

We've got them dancing 

To all of our confessions 

They don't know how 

We rehearse our dreams 

Somewhere else ... 

I just get numb 

When you're hard to find 

We met at a psychiatric unit 

She was in for having habits 

No one else would try 

She didn't know what she was in control of 

She had all the advantages of magic 

No one could deny 

There was an old lady 

Who swallowed a fly 

Your inescapable mother 

Such a crazy lover 

I just get numb ... 

Find out 

You'll find out