You can tell
From the scars on my arms
And cracks in 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're 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 could act my age
But i don't think that you'd 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 i'm sorry that i 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 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, it's just the way the medication makes her...


I don't 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