[guitar intro] [verse] Maybe you don't mean to be mysterious But you're a house in the middle of being built. [verse] You almost starved when you were an infant Your mother was afraid to hold you (I wouldn't be afraid to hold you.) Lucky your aunt was a doctor And she loved you back to life. [verse] You spent your childhood feeling defective Took till grad school to realize you're dyslexic. Not my trauma, so how come I'm in fetal position? Wishing you would rock me back and forth in your kitchen. [refrain] Ludicrous, 'cuz you prefer me safely in D.C. I'm your well-behaved phantom limb. [verse] What would it be like To watch The blank slate peel an orange. Haphazard chunks of pith and skin Then only precision engineering underneath. [verse] You put on a show of being stoic "I'm okay so far" is what you're good at. Who else notices your voice quavers when you say that I get it, you have to lie so you don't break into mosaic. [refrain] I wish you could look in the mirror Learn not to ache for a phantom limb. [bridge] I'm the dumpster you ordered with the custom-made design Convenient that I'm ready and willing You keep me waiting and I still show up on time. [outro] I folded myself to make room for your garbage. Searching for something warm of yours I could salvage. All I am given Is the fleeting touch of a phantom limb. All I am given Is the fleeting touch of a phantom limb. [fade to end]

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