Too self obsessed and too much TV 
Underneath this avalanche of golden teeth 
I didn't get much sleep at the start of the week 
Underneath this avalanche of golden teeth 
It's like my chest is caving in 

starch black dress on a CEO 
And as you stretch your skin for another photo 
Your face is caving in 
If I'm paid for my time, it'll be just fine 
Watch me dip my hand in the iodine 
My chest is caving in 

Long time no see, where have you been 
Before I get to say it you get taken away 
You never go but you never stay 
My secrets smell like spit and everybody knows 
I'll hang myself with the cord of the telephone 
My chest is caving in 

I get so bored that my teeth start to hurt 
In this museum of neon t-shirts 
This room is caving in 
When we're [bad word] down but you [bad word] around 
You can sleep on the bed and I'll sleep on the ground 
My heart is caving in