Sugar Lyrics

She likes to wear a new skin each and every day

She says she's better off that way

She hangs the old ones on a rail beside the bed

And drags the creases out with lead

She always keeps up with the date, but not the times

She lives on perlemoens and limes

She wears a crown of thorn clamped tightly to her head

And sells insurance to the dead

She flies around the place until her wings just ache

But only gives what she can take

She hates the way that what was now is now the past

She says the future comes too fast

And as the shore defines the sea

She says the gas that is the air defines the solid that is she

Or so she thinks, she says she's not too clear

And then she says that she's transparent, just like glass

She likes to suck her thumb and practice shedding tears

She wears a watch to count the years

She swears she'll hurt you, but you'll never see the welts

And when you lick her she just melts

She's made of sugar