Geeks do not have pedigrees

Or perfect punk rock resumes

Or anorexic magazines

It smells like girl, it smells like girl

She walks over me

She walks over me

Hold you close like we both died

My ever-present suicide

My stupid fuck, my blushing bride

Oh tear my heart out, tear my heart out

She walks over me

She walks over me

I'd shut my mouth with you for a gag

I gotta use the rest of you for a rag

I gotta shut my mouth with you for a gag

I gotta use the rest of you

Kitty, kitty, please come here

But don't you touch me, don't you dare

We look the same, we talk the same

We are the same, we are the same

She walks over me

She walks over me

I'd shut my mouth with you for a gag

I gotta use the rest of you for a rag

I gotta shut my mouth with you for a gag

I gotta use the rest of you

Nothing seems to walk the same

And nothing seems to talk the same

You never know what you will get

You never know what you'll forget

She walks over me

She walks over me

She walks