Geeks do not have pedigrees
Or perfect punk-rock resumes
Or anorexic magazines
It smells like girl, it smells like girl
She walks over me
She walks over me
Hold you close like we both died
My ever present suicide
Me stupid fuck my blushing bride
Oh tear my heart out tear my heart out
She walks over me
She walks over me
I shut my mouth with you for
I gotta use the rest of you for
Yeah I gotta shut my mouth with you for
I gotta use the rest of you
Kerry Kerry please come here
Don't don't you touch me don't you dare
We look the same we talk the same
We are the same we are the same
She walks over me
She walks over me
I shut my mouth with you for
I gotta use the rest of you
Now you see she walks the same
And now you see she talks the same
You never know what you will get
You never know what you'll forget
She walks over me
She walks over me