TV Queen

TV Queen Putting clothes on Her felt-strip dress and her stockings And when you walk out of that box And out of that screen, you're real to me No, that's not right I got so lost trying to know you Trying to touch you, trying to No, that's not right I got so lost trying to know you Trying to touch you, trying to In a bright room Is this your face? Is this your body that I'm seeing? Those dead eyes The closest I can ever get to you, the real you No, that's not right I got so lost trying to know you Trying to touch you, trying to No, that's not right I got so lost trying to know you Trying to touch you, trying to No, that's not right I got so lost trying to know you Trying to touch you, trying to No, that's not right I got so lost trying to know you Trying to touch you, trying to --- TV Queen - Wild Nothing