Cross-section

You watched me walking in; i know you did

Viper's glance like i've never seen, taking me in

Like a vessel, like a parcel, like a package, like a dream.

Did you notice, oh, i wonder: our meaning didn't correspond, and i

Wasn't looking back the way you looked at me.

I wonder just which part of me you think you want

To get to know.

I hope you realize it doesn't work that way;

That's not how it's supposed to go.

You can't make a pretty cross section,

Tear it out, and leave the rest behind,

So it won't be so scary if you change your mind.

You see somebody under glass, under makeup, under fantasy,

And it's the lazy way to think 'oh, this time i've found the one for me.'

Because faery glamour fades

With dirty socks, compromise, and rent to pay

So i think you'd best step away.

The truth might be too much for you,

So don't tell me you can take it.

Look before you leap, my friend.

There's a lot here to set straight.

It only gets better.

I wonder just which part of me you think you want to get to know.

I hope you realize it doesn't work that way;

That's not how it goes, no.

You can't make a pretty cross-section,

Tear it out, and leave the rest behind

So you might be forgiven if you change your mind.

You will not be forgiven if you change your mind in time.

The truth might be too much for you,

So don't tell me you can take it.

Look before you leap, my friend.

There's a lot here to set straight.

It only gets more complicated.

Yeah.