She's got good manners 
She shivers like a leaf 
She drinks some water 
She talks about a lot of things 

She's got some friends 
Which have some friends as well 
She sleeps with doors locked 
(To) Avoid the things waiting outside 

She's got no mirror 
She's got contracted eyes 
Her biggest wish is a heart 
To fake real life 

She's got some drugs 
She's got some awesome pills 
She lost her self–esteem 
But nevermind robots don't feel nothing 

She's such a goddess 
Useful in every way 
She stops to drown 
When fire's all around 

Nevermind the panic 
You will get used to it 
It's just another bleak place 
Forget what you did 

She thinks she's pregnant 
Which makes her feel alright 
And her pony-tail 
Will make a good trophy tonight 

Chorus ... 

Spit at me 
You don't need a reason 
It's just in case
You never know what comes next 
Spit at me 
You don't need a reason 
Spit in my face