If the businessmen drink my blood,
Like the kids in art school said they would,
Then, I guess, I'll just begin again.
You say, 'Can we still be friends?'

If I was scared,
I would.
And if I was bored,
You know, I would.
And if I was yours,
But I'm not.

All the kids have always known
That the emperor wears no clothes;
But they bow down to him anyway —
It's better than being alone.

If I was scared,
I would.
And if I was bored,
You know, I would.
And if I was yours,
But I'm not.

Now you're knocking at my door,
Saying, 'Please come out with us tonight.'
But I would rather be alone
Than pretend I feel alright.

If the businessmen drink my blood,
Like the kids in art school said they would,
Then, I guess, I'll just begin again.
You say, 'Can we still be friends?'

If I was scared,
I would.
And if I was pure,
You know, I would.
And if I was yours,
But I'm not.