Future Perfect

Before you split, house-train the body

You leave behind

There's only one voice you can count on

To keep you down

Skin the bees and stripe the ceiling

Where you wake up

'Cause all the movement under cover

Is just bad luck

I change my head so

I won't be followed

I change my head so

My friends don't call me

I change my head so

No one can fault me

I change my head

So I won't be bored

You know the certain brand of escape

That gives you hope

And so afraid of being found out

You let it go

You never had the kind of focus

To play a part

Now soar away and give up people

It's like an art

I change my head so

I won't be followed

I change my head so

My friends don't call me

I change my head so

No one can fault me

I change my head

So I won't be bored