You're just a bug on a rug in a building You broke like an egg in the hands of society Now you're a dog on a lawn with anxiety Licking your paws that are covered in memories Now you're a dog on the lawn with anxiety Memories don't go bad as long as you pour sugar over them 'Cause sugar don't rot in hell like truth does But I'd rather rot like truth do than living in a telephone booth With all the wrong numbers You're just a bug Counting up to ten to get it out of your system It's a form of aggression that grew from frustration All rotten fruits are ripe for vacation You're just a bug on a rug in a building You broke like an egg in the hands of society The paintings you paint should show your soul But even the galerist in Idaho knows you're a hoe 'Cause you look like a snail that's been operated on Now look at the moon and remember the light When kisses felt warm and endless that night Could it have stayed that way forever Or did it end when tender feelings and love settled in 'Cause now you're a dog on a lawn with anxiety Staring at the sky above you Reading the letters written in stars No dogs allowed here, you better stay where you are You're just a bug on a rug in a building You broke like an egg in the hands of society Now you're a dog on a lawn with anxiety Licking your paws covered in memories I lost a button of my shirt While running through the station to catch the last train When it came to my mind that there's a bug sitting on my thumb And it's midnight, and we haven't spoken for a while You're just a bug on a rug in a building You broke like an egg in the hands of society Now you're a dog on a lawn with anxiety Licking your paws covered in memories
