There's nothing more embarrassing to admit
Than having a body and having to sustain it
If you see me on the street
Remember I don't sleep and I don't eat
If you see me at the laundromat
Don't make eye contact
There's nothing that I fear and crave more
Than a hand on my body - in my hand at the store
If you see me walking by
Remember I don't laugh and I don't cry
If you see me getting groceries
Just ignore me, please
I wish it were a secret I could keep
Lock up this empty body somewhere dark, somewhere deep
If you see me out at night
Remember it's a trick of the light
If you think you see my hair or skin
No you didn't, no - one's in