Virgin State Of Mind

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.