Watch For Infection

Propped up in the back seat Reinforced by metal rods Pretending to be you You sit there, unaffected, stainless steel And I could see right through the mixture of your smile and your voice The day I caught you making fun of me I didn't take it all too well But I was pissed 'Cause I had slipped there In the subway, on the floor And I think a little bit of me had caught up on a nail And though I didn't think much of it at the time 'Cause I was rushing out to catch the last of the performance We both know how bad it soon became Watch for infection, infеction, infection, infection Watch for infection, infеction, infection, infection Watch for infection, infection, infection, infection Watch for infection, infection, infection, infection