Dresden Dolls Girl Anachronism Lyrics

You can tell from the scars on my arms
And cracks in my hips, and the dents in my car
And the blisters on my lips
That I'm not the carefullest of girls
You can tell from the glass on the floor
And the strings that are breaking
And I keep on breaking more
And it looks like I am shaking
But it's just the temperature, and then again
If it were any colder I could disengage
If I were any older I would act my age
But I dont think that youd believe me
It's not the way I'm meant to be
It's just the way the operation made me

And you can tell from the state of my room
That they let me out too soon
And the pills that I ate came a couple weeks too late
And I've got some issues to work through
There I go again, pretending to be you
Make-believing that I have a soul beneath the surface
Trying to convince you, it was accidentally on purpose

I am not so serious this passion is a plagiarism
I might join your century but only on a rare occasion
I was taken out before the labor pains set in and now
Behold the world's worst accident, I am the girl anachronism

And you can tell by the red in my eyes
And the bruises on my thighs
And the knots in my hair
And the bathtub full of flies
That I'm not right now at all
There I go again, pretending that I'll fall
Don't call the doctors cause they've seen it all before
They'll say just let her crash and burn she'll learn
The attention just encourages her
And you can tell from the full-body cast
That your sorry that you asked
Though you did everything you could
(Like any decent person would)
But I might be catching so don't touch
You'll start believing you're immune to gravity and stuff
Don't get me wet because the bandages will all come off

And you can tell from the smoke at the stake
That the current state is critical
Well it is the little things, for instance:
In the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses:
Please excuse her for the day, it's just the way the medication makes her...

I dont necessarily believe there is a cure for this
So I might join your century but only as a doubtful guest
I was too precarious removed as a caesarian
Behold the world's worst accident
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM