there's a chair in my head
on which i use to sit
took a pencil and i wrote the following on it
now there's a key where my wonderful mouth used to be
dig it up, throw it at me
dig it up, throw it at me
where can i run to
where can i hide
who will i turn to
now i'm in a virgin state of mind
got a knife to disengage
the voids that i cant bear
to cut out words i've got written on my chair
like, do you think i'm sexy
do you think i really care
can i burn the mazes i grow
can i, i don't think so
can i burn the mazes i grow
can i, i don't think so
where can i run to
where can i hide
who will i turn to
now i'm in a virgin state of mind
virgin state of mind
virgin state of mind
virgin state of mind