Pretty plastic room, keep it calm and still Where milk is never spilled so you can't cry Perfectly preserved, a flower pressed in glass Nothingness and everything, pictures from within Only touch the sleeve Never the skin You lie Do I? Cornered in a room, paint cracks on the wall Feeling sad and dull, but too alive Dust likes to gather here, I'm clean but never clear When the window thinks I'm lonely, all I do is stare Strung out on the line Laundry in the Sun I don't wanna be the one Do I? You lie Do I?