Before you split house-train the body you leave behind

there's only one voice you can count on to keep you down

skin the bees and stripe the ceiling where you wake up

cuz all that movement under cover

is just bad luck


i change my head so i won't be followed

i change my head so my friends don't call me

i  change my head so no one can fault me

i change my head so i won't be bored


you know a certain brand of escape that gives you hope

so afraid of being found out you let it go

you never had the kind of focus to play a part

now soar away and give up people

it's like an art


i change my head so i won't be followed

i change my head so my friends don't call me

i  change my head so no one can fault me

i change my head so i won't be bored