Sharp Teeth

I tear my soul to pieces
Watch it fall into the floor
Marvel at my incompleteness
I measure huge relief as
Everything that I ignored
Pulls away and floats beneath us

Why do you keep your teeth so sharp?
Screaming at the stars won't help you get through
Baby, it's a fine art
Loving what you fall into

The blood runs fast around my heart
Because I need it to
These shock waves make it stop
And when it starts
I feel it right on cue
The cold spot underneath my skin
Spreading out and digging further in

Why do you keep your teeth so sharp?
Screaming at the stars won't help you get through
Baby, it's a fine art
Loving what you fall into

Don't give me that look
Giving that look looks ugly
I'm tired of kicking heels
And chasing screaming wheels
I'm shutting this book
'Cause every word goes right through me
I'm turning off the sound
Close it up and crank it down
I'm pushing my luck
Dressing it up like Sunday
Embracing my supply and watch it multiply
Make coming unstuck
A little up to things my way
I'm tired of kicking heels
This is all so free

Why do you keep your teeth so sharp?
Baby, it's a fine art