Taxidermy

What can I say with my face to the ground
That you haven't heard before?
My voice is just a useless sound
It's this busy noise that gets me into trouble
My gob wasn't big enough to swallow love
Too busy puking up excuses

One day it all went quiet and all I could hear
Was the bang of your cheek as it cushioned your tear
Why do I dress up in fear?
Why do I dress up to kill
What's already dead?
I'm gonna wear your carcass
Down Old Compton Street tonight
You're the prize I don't deserve
You are the trophy I don't want

My gob wasn't big enough to swallow love
Too busy puking up excuses
One day it all went quiet and all I could hear
Was the bang of your cheek as it cushioned your tear
Why do I dress up in fear?
Why do I dress up in fear?
Why do I dress up in fear?
Why do I dress up in
What can I do? How should I think? Why does it vanish when I drink?
You're safe inside that space above my fireplace
For everyone to see my new interest in taxidermy
Ex's heads upon the wall over here
Too busy puking up excuses

One day it all went quiet and all I could hear
Was the bang of your cheek as it cushioned your tear
Why do I dress up in fear?
Why do I dress up in fear?
Why do I dress up in fear?