[Verse 1] Bell above the door rang new Red heels walking into view Young girl laughing soft and sweet Rainwater dripping from her feet Ribbon damp against her throat Shivering in her Sunday coat She shook her hair and warmed her hands And all the dresses seemed to stand [Pre-Chorus] Run now Don’t look Don’t smile Don’t touch [Chorus] Run little sister, drop that dress It’s learning how your body rests Every seam will find your shape Every thread will seal the break Don’t let them lace you spine to chin Don’t let that mirror let you in Run little sister, don’t stand still The pretty ones are fed their fill [Verse 2] Seamstress came with silver pins Moon-pale hands and patient grin Held the velvet to her waist Like she’d dreamed of her exact shape One black thread across her ribs And I felt the whole room twitch Mannequins along the wall Turned their faces, one and all [Pre-Chorus] I screamed No sound I blinked She frowned [Chorus] Run little sister, drop that dress It’s learning how your body rests Every seam will find your shape Every thread will seal the break Don’t let them lace you spine to chin Don’t let that mirror let you in Run little sister, don’t stand still The pretty ones are fed their fill [Bridge] But mannequins don’t cry or scream They only watch and wait and gleam So all I had were tiny signs A crack of jaw, a jerking eye She looked at me and almost knew Then the clerk stepped in her view Pulled the laces, kissed the seam And all at once she lost her scream [Breakdown] Red heels still Hands at sides Painted calm And swallowed eyes In the pane beside my own I watched her shadow lose its bones [Final Chorus] Run little sister, now too late The thread already learned your shape Every seam has found your skin Every hand has tucked you in Side by side in borrowed grace Two wide horrors, china-faced If you pass our window, don’t stay One of us may move someday [Outro] Bell went dead Rain ran red Two girls standing Where one girl bled