You're a nervous psychic And I'm dehydrated You're a nervous psychic I'm an ecstatic scientist The needles and nails in my carpet are my fault My heart is a caldron a tarpit it's my fault I idolize you though you are inanimate I sense a consciousness but you're a stuffed animal I'm always early and hurting its my fault My heart is a bullpen the ballpoints no solvent You're a psychic physicist I'm in physical ecstasy I've imagined all of your psychic reality The needles in nail in my heart on the carpet It's my fault I've never been able to solve it