Eyesore

The sound of your hand on my face
Makes a perfect pop
And every finger in the place
Was happy as it gets

What's with the second look
Do the same thing in my place
Why have our lives become so sordid
And desperate
And desperate
And desperate

Conversation's undefined so you still
Try to tame me
Doesn't work, you have to scream
Your head off, and try to maim me

We go round the yard
And round the yard
And round the yard
Get desperate
We're desperate
Get desperate

Yeah I know it's an eyesore
Don't touch couldn't ask for more
Touch us where it is
I swear it is
Don't breathe, don't think, don't sigh, don't blink
Don't tread the floor

Are you with me, are you with me, are you with me, not
The one who's screaming with me, are you with me, are you
Guess not
I know myself
Despise myself

Desperate
Get desperate
Get desperate

Yeah I know it's an eyesore
Don't touch couldn't ask for more
Touch us where it is
I swear it is
Don't breathe, don't think, don't sigh, don't blink
Don't tread the floor

I swear it is
I swear it is

Man I know it's an eyesore
Don't touch couldn't ask for more
Touch us where it is
I swear it is
Don't breathe, don't think, don't sigh, don't blink
Don't tread the floor