The Mapping of Dandruff

It's not fair She's always looking for love in solar flares Our stars align but only god knows where Like the mapping of dandruff in beach blonde hair, beach blonde hair Our timing Is in and out of fashion and bathroom sinks Right on the money but left on the brink Under a limit of time to overthink, overthink If I was an apparatus You could use me as intended I wouldn't mind, for lack of mind If I was an apparatus You could use me as intended I wouldn't mind, for lack of mind If I was an apparatus You could use me as intended I wouldn't mind, for lack of mind I'm so human it hurts I'm so human it hurts I'm so human it hurts I'm so human it hurts I'm so human it hurts I'm so human it hurts