Super-Connected - Belly
Written by：Tanya Donelly/Gail Greenwood
On your third broken window
Your hair full of glass
Throw your clothes in the hallway
Just a sheet on your back
So you're super connected now
All the freaks gather round
And the crowd in your bedroom waits
For a piece of your personal space
Are there heartstrings connected
To the wings you've got slapped on your back
Better climb in the window
Cause I'm closing the door
On your third broken window
With your hair full of glass
Saw your clothes in the hallway
Just a curtain on your back
I laugh
Are there heart strings connected
To the wings you've got slapped on your back
Better climb in a window
Cause I'm closing the door
Now I'm spinning on a dime
Now I'm spinning on a dime
Now I'm spinning on a dime
Like you claim to do
Like you claim to do
Right now
Like now
Are there heartstrings connected
To the poison coming out of your mouth
Are you super connected
Are you super connected now
I'm spinning on a dime
Throw your clothes in the hallway
Now I'm closing the door
