I'm melting down, like a mannequin
My perfect curves, with my hair all singed
I must recoil myself again
It's a massacre, but I feel no fear

I'm not getting younger
I'm twenty-nine and I'm full of shit
Did you expect some kind of remorse?
A paper cut from a paper kiss
I'd say we're more than even

It's just like you to break the silence
It's just like you to break the peace
My heart explodes in a moment's notice
I hope you're shell-shocked from the release

I'm not getting younger
I'm twenty-nine and I'm still not sober
Did you expect me to make amends?
A paper cut from a paper kiss
I'd say we're more than even