Sew on a square button with a round
Throw a crow into a herd of horses
A cigarette burn in your brain
A brown spot on your white skin

You are beautiful and you blush like me
You want to hold hands
I want to let you free
A brown spot on your white skin

She is my Anger
He is Ignorance
You are my Innocence
The nail beneath the hammer
And they will drive you to the wall
I will-- no. Not me.
I am no bead in your necklace
But yet you will find a place for me
Where it doesn't exist

Fit me in, oh Optimist

You will live, live, live in dread
While I am already dead
A brown spot on your white skin