The House Of Love - Plastic lyrics

Feels like summer Gosh, my skin's so itchy Not a feature on my face Just a piece of yellow plastic I never thought I'd sink so low So slow Morning's always weak God it's hopeless when I'm talking I'm lonely in the field Just a baby treading water It's red and dark And God is my friend The end, the end Stumble on the dress She's screaming that she loves me It's not the way to give It's the cruelest way to lie I got myself a gun today Hey