Porcelain

Take on another life, rinse yourself off every time

Porcelain, pick your prize, the cracks you hold are hard to find

Lord knows, that every time, you sold away the swollen tears in your eyes

Take off another time, stay here for a little while

Help yourself to bread and wine, starved you look with hair so fine

Lord knows, this friend of mine, It's more than just some symptoms that she tries to hide

This is for your life

To toe the line, to take the part of you you want me to

To be the canvas of your kind

Coat yourself with calamine, it's more than just some symptoms that you try to hide