She's Got Eyes Like Zapruder


And A Mouth Like Heroin


She Wants Me To Be Perfect Like Kennedy


This Isn't God, This Isn't God


God Is Just A Statistic


God Is Just A Statistic


Say "show Me The Dead Stars


All Of Them Sing."


This Is A Riot


Religious And Clean


God Is A Number You Cannot Count To


You Are Posthuman And Hardwired


She's Pilgrim And Pagan


Softworn And So-cial


In All Of Her Dreams


She's A Saint Like Jackie O


This Isn't God, This Isn't God


God Is Just A Statistic


(chorus Repeat)


Coma White:


"All That Glitters Is Cold, All That Glitters Is Cold."