Smog - Real live dress lyrics

She was wearing

A real live dress

Waiting for a friend of mine

She was wearing

A real live dress

Waiting for a friend to undermime

This dress was better than flesh

She wore it when she wanted us to look our best

She hadn't worn it for a long time

But now we are three

One scattered

Two fallow

Three that's me

I mean who really gives a fuck

About that dress

Not me

Or my then friend

Or the mess

That enlivened the dress

There's no subsitute for human flesh