Geeks do not have pedigrees   Or perfect punk rock resumes   Or anorexic magazines   It smells like girl, it smells like girl      She walks over me   She walks over me      Hold you close like we both died   My ever present suicide   My stupid fuck, my blushing bride   Oh, tear my heart out, tear my heart out      She walks over me   She walks over me      I shut my mouth with you for a rag   I use the rest of you for a gag   I shut my mouth with you for a gag   I use the rest of you      Kitty, kitty, please come here   Don't, don't you touch me, don't you dare   We look the same, we talk the same   We are the same, we are the same      She walks over me   She walks over me      I shut my mouth with you for a rag   I use the rest of you for a gag   I shut my mouth with you for a rag   I use the rest of you      Please, don't cry      Now she seems to walk the same   And now it seems she talk the same   You never know what you will get   You never know what you'll forget      She walks over me   She walks over me   She walks