Won’t you come play with me?
Won’t you come unravel me?
Unravel all my deadly secrets,
And you’ll see I’m all blood and bone

I was cotton captured,
Bound by string,
Had a smile sewn into my face,
And all but God knew I was unhappy,

Cut me at the seams,
With good intentions and bad fortunes
Cut me at the seams,
With wide eyes and false connections

Come into the attic,
Where all I see are cobwebs,
And maybe that’s why I’m bitter,
Spiders have run through me,
The devil let them in

I’m not who I say I am,
You haven’t read me correctly,
I’m glass when you see paper,
I’m poison when you see perfume,
I’m a knife when you see a needle
I can’t stop what I think

Cut me at the seams,
With good intentions and bad fortunes,
Cut me at the seams,
With wide eyes and false connections

Won’t you come a little closer?
I’m sorry if I scared you off,
I’m a bit twisted
I’m a bloodied voodoo doll,
What you stick in me,
Will stick to me for ages,
And that’s not all good
My anxiety fuels the voodoo’s spirit

I hope you’ll forgive me,
For this show,
For I am not who you think,
My smile’s only a mask,
And my heart beat is only a distraction,
To what’s really within me
Cotton and needles,
Are my only soul