A Bug on a Rug in a Building

You're just a bug on a rug in a building
You broke like an egg in the hands of society
Now you’re a dog on a lawn with anxiety
Licking your paws that are covered in memories

Now you're a dog on the lawn with anxiety

Memories don't go bad as long as you pour sugar over them
’Cause sugar don't rot in hell like truth does
But I'd rather rot like truth do than living in a telephone booth
With all the wrong numbers

You're just a bug

Counting up to ten to get it out of your system
It's a form of aggression that grew from frustration
All rotten fruits are ripe for vacation

You're just a bug on a rug in a building
You broke like an egg in the hands of society

The paintings you paint should show your soul
But even the galerist in Idaho knows you're a hoe
'Cause you look like a snail that’s been operated on

Now look at the moon and remember the light
When kisses felt warm and endless that night
Could it have stayed that way forever
Or did it end when tender feelings and love settled in

’Cause now you're a dog on a lawn with anxiety
Staring at the sky above you
Reading the letters written in stars
No dogs allowed here, you better stay where you are

You’re just a bug on a rug in a building
You broke like an egg in the hands of society
Now you're a dog on a lawn with anxiety
Licking your paws covered in memories

I lost a button of my shirt
While running through the station to catch the last train
When it came to my mind that there's a bug sitting on my thumb
And it's midnight, and we haven’t spoken for a while

You're just a bug on a rug in a building
You broke like an egg in the hands of society
Now you're a dog on a lawn with anxiety
Licking your paws covered in memories