I'm not asking you to save me

I'm not asking you to tame me

Just make this death alittle sweeter

Dig alittle deeper

It's all a stain on the dress of yesterday 

If you're plastic, then you're perfect

If you're average, then you have to WORK IT! 



When everything is breaking apart 

You try to be the glue

You try to get a clue

But there's nothing to do

Something's wrong and the calm

Before the storm is ending

And I'm fending for myself

I'm here for me

I'm here for me

And you know I have needs

When you're dead 

People think that you're perfect

But when you're living you gotta work it



There's something wrong here

Someone's thinking for us

Breathing for us, watering us

And leaving us to rust

Now we're just shit on a canvas

A whore on a xanax

Just relax and appreciate what you have

You're not perfect, you're worthless 

Time to find someone new to worship

Applause please, start up the sign

Get in line, I have no problem 

This isn't a crime

This isn't a crime

It's just designed to tear at your heart

And claw at your mind 



What can be sold? 

Flower vase roles 

Commercialized? 

Celebrity status

Dilute the masses

To fill the holes

Sustain the mold

Bought and sold

Do what you're told

You go with the flow

I'm not asking you to save me 

I'm not asking you to tame me

Just make this death alittle sweeter

Dig alittle deeper

It's all a stain on the dress of yesterday 

If you're plastic, then you're perfect

If you're average, then you have to WORK IT!