I'm more alone
Than dinosaur bones
Buried beneath
The fragile crust where we all sleep
Why don't you pick up your phone?
The color of the couch is turning red
As it calls my name
Why don't you pick up your phone?
The weatherman says unplug my microwave
Well, maybe I'm just hearing things
Decorated on the outside
But empty at my core
I feel so extinct
I'm beginning to think that I
Am a dinosaur
I feel out of place
Like a crater lost in space
Like a poor boy at a country club
Like a trumpet out of tune
Like a humpback in the Mojave
I'm like a plant out on the moon
Decorated on the outside
But empty at my core
I feel so extinct
I'm beginning to think that I
Am a dinosaur
Am a dinosaur
Am a dinosaur
Decorated on the outside
But empty at my core
I feel so extinct
I'm beginning to think that I
That I am the bones
That I am the bones
Decorated on the outside
But empty at my core
I feel so extinct
I'm beginning to think that I
Am a dinosaur
