Were you having a nightmare?
Or is this real?
Why don't you tell me?
How do you feel?
He's there in the graveyard
With his doll
A man with a purpose
It'll take its toll
He's sticking in the pin so that she'll never run again
Stick it in again she'll never make love again
Sticking in the pin the car starts to pull away
Sticking in the pin
Stick it in
He's a creature of habit
You shouldn't put him down
You can't escape him
He's always around
A half-open mouth
The jagged hole gapes
You can't really feel him
It's your mind he rapes
He's sticking in the pin so that she'll never run again
Stick it in again she'll never make love again
Sticking in the pin the car starts to pull away
Sticking in the pin
Stick it in
He's sticking in the pin
Feels no sorrow for sin
It's piercing and undiscerning
And punished the skin
He uses flesh puppets
In his strange game
And when the pain fades
Things will never be the same
He's sticking in the pin so that she'll never run again
Stick it in again she'll never make love again
Sticking in the pin the car starts to pull away
Sticking in the pin
Stick it in