There's a chair in my head
On which I use to sit
Took a pencil and I wrote the following on it
Now there's a key where my wonderful mouth used to be

Dig it up, and throw it at me
Dig it up, and throw it at me 

Where can I run to
Where can I hide
Who will I turn to
Now I'm in a virgin state of mind 

Got a knife to disengage
The voids that I can't bear
To cut out words I've got written on my chair
Like, do you think I'm sexy
Do you think I really care

Can I burn the mazes I grow
Can I, I don't think so 	
Can I burn the mazes I grow
Can I, I don't think so 

Where can I run to
Where can I hide
Who will I turn to
Now I'm in a virgin state of mind 
Virgin state of mind
Virgin state of mind
Virgin state of mind.