I am the key to the lock in your house
That keeps your toys in the basement
And if you get too far inside
You'll only see your reflection
It's always best when the choir's out
I am the pick in the ice
Do not cry out or hit the alarm
You know we're friends till we die
And either way you turn
I'll be there
Open up your skull
I'll be there
Climbing up the walls.
Death is absolutely safe
A billion bibles mark the last page
I've gotta roll through the days without you here
I get a shock, shot, hurts to heal
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice when I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
"Sentence, my friend, you'll have revealed your deepest fear:
I sentence you to be exposed before your peers.
TEAR DOWN THE WALL! TEAR DOWN THE WALL! TEAR DOWN THE WALL!"
Got fat, got angry, started hating myself
Wrote birthday boy for you babe
Now Im skinny and sick and paranoid
Without a cent to my name.
I'm on my own, nowhere to roam
I tell you baby, don't want no home
I wander round, feet off the ground
I even go from town to town
I said I think this rock is grand
Say I'll be your man
Don't bring me down
