You can tell

From the scars on my arms

And the cracks im my hips

And the dents in my car

And the blisters on my lips

That i'm not the carefullest of girls



You can tell

From the glass on the floor

And the strings that are breaking

And i keep on breaking more

And it looks like i am shaking

But it's just the temperature

And then again

If it were any colder i could disengage

If i were any older i would act my age

But i dont think that youd believe me

It's

Not

The

Way

I'm

Meant

To

Be

It's just the way the operation made me



And you can tell

From the state of my room

That they let me out too soon

And the pills that i ate

Came a couple years too late

And ive got some issues to work through

There i go again

Pretending to be you

Make-believing

That i have a soul beneath the surface

Trying to convince you

It was accidentally on purpose



I am not so serious

This passion is a plagiarism

I might join your century

But only on a rare occasion

I was taken out

Before the labor pains set in and now

Behold the world's worst accident

I am the girl anachronism



And you can tell

By the red in my eyes

And the bruises on my thighs

And the knots in my hair

And the bathtub full of flies

That i'm not right now at all

There i go again

Pretending that i'll fall

Don't call the doctors

Cause they've seen it all before

They'll say just

Let

Her

Crash

And

Burn

She'll learn

The attention just encourages her



And you can tell

From the full-body cast

That you're sorry that you asked

Though you did everything you could

(Like any decent person would)

But i might be catching so don't touch

You'll start believeing you're immune to gravity and stuff

Don't get me wet

Because the bandages will all come off



And then you can tell

From the smoke at the stake

That the current state is critical

Well it is the little things, for instance:

In the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses:

Please excuse her for the day, its just the way the medication makes her...



I dont necessarily believe there is a cure for this

So i might join your century but only as a doubtful guest

I was too precarious removed as a caesarian

Behold the worlds worst accident

I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM