Covered in freckles

With the occasional spot

And some veins

This is my body

Covered in skin

And not all of it

You can see

It goes over and over

The same old lines

It's torturous analytical thoughts

Make me go insane

And I use mouthwash

I've got a mixed-up memories

I've got a thousand opinions

And I've got time, no the time to explain

And this is my body

And no matter how you try and disable it

Yes, I'll still be here

And although you try to infringe

You cannot confine

And even if you try and hold me back

There's nothing that you can gain

'Cause I use mouthwash

And I've got a mixed-up memories

I'm singing, "Oh-oh" on a Friday night