Plastic II

You can wait over there in the toy box
Oh that’s where the plastic people go

Fading skin and frosted eyes
You’re cold-blooded cool
But you’re boiling inside
She’s got a brain like a rubber band
Make her think too hard and
It’s gonna snap, it’s gonna snap
It’s gonna snap

You don’t have to think much
You don’t have to think much
You don’t have to think much
When you’re made from plastic

Perfect teeth cut down by machines
They’re smiling wide, they’re smiling wide
Silkscreened faces always wet
With touchup paint
Trying to change the way they came
Trying to change, trying to change
Trying to change

You don’t have to think much
You don’t have to think much
You don’t have to think much
You don’t have to think much
You don’t have to think much
You don’t have to think much
When you’re made from plastic

It’s not alight
To take what’s mine, to take what’s mine
To take what’s mine it’s not okay
To waste my time, to waste my time
To waste my time
Just because you’re made from plastic

You don’t have to think much
You don’t have to think much
You don’t have to think much
When you’re made from plastic