You think I am buried You think I'm dead But I just slipped out early While you slept on in bed You took my hair and laid me bare On the screen I am just numbers You took my hair and laid me bare On the screen I am just lines I know that chemistry will find me And pull me out from beneath my lair And you'll have the evidence to keep me To make me face what I knew was there Memories, photos, numerous no-shows Birthdays and Christmas, me on the wish list The air was cold and stung me But my mind was free To hope for freedom long forgotten In a dim and distant past You took my skin and cells within On the screen I am just numbers You took my skin and cells within On the screen I am just lines I know that chemistry will find me And pull me out from beneath my lair And you'll have the evidence to keep me To make me face what I knew was there Memories, photos, numerous no-shows Birthdays and Christmas, me on the wish list Loving the site of me coming through this door Loving the knowledge that I can hide no more Don't betray this confidence This lack of trail or trace That I seek when staring downwards Where my feet try to remove me You took my blood caked like mud On the screen I am just numbers You took my blood caked like mud On the screen I am just lines I know that chemistry will find me And pull me out from beneath my lair And you'll have the evidence to keep me To make me face what I knew was there Memories, photos, numerous no-shows Birthdays and Christmas, me on the wish list