Well, well, well, what do we have here?
This cat's got one more life
I can't keep my fingers close to your pulse as you're going under the knife
Swell, show, and tell how you tear and tear
A ghost bled to pale white
Don't be so hard on yourself
That's what the cleaver's for before they roll you into the morgue

Operator, will you patch me through to the cutting room?
She'll never make it out alive
The skin you wear so well, my dear
Freshen up as much as you want
But they will dress you up and never take you out

Time will tell how much you've got left
Just before you tap out
Sweat and bleed regret over a frown in a picture that you've always had facing down
Kill the bell; thrown in the towel she's through
And has that look of fear
Detention cells and resort hotels are all the same in here

Operator, will you patch me through to the cutting room?
She'll never make it
It's safe to assume impending doom
It's true

She'll never make it out alive
The skin you wear so well, my dear
Freshen up as much as you want
But they will dress you up and never take you out

The skin you wear so well, my dear
Freshen up as much as you want
But they will dress you up and never take you out

(Close your eyes while counting backwards from ten)

Enough is enough but it's never enough
When is enough going to be enough?
(x2)

We've been telling you for years
Keep it up
Keep it up girl
Keep it up and see what happens

Operator, will you patch me through?
She'll never make it out
Keep it up and see what happens

Enough is enough but it's never enough
When is enough going to be enough?
(x5)

Freshen up as much as you want
But they will dress you up and never take you out