Taking vitamin pills with a bar of chocolate
Even out the mess
You can probably guess when she looks at you askance
The tear in her dress
She's losing it
She thought her name was Jesus
Chopping wood with her pinky
Looking up & feeling down
Caring too much to care
Her face all red
You would never guess her insides are dead
She's losing it
She's losing her grip
Stroking her flesh making sure she's there
Don't want to draw attention
Cos unwanted apprehension is just not fair
Her folks want their baby back
She's losing it
She's losing it
She's losing it
She's losing her grip
She thought her name was Jesus