I'm like a cat in a cage, locked up and battered and [bad word] 
I am the prodigal son, a shameful prodigy too.
I am the love of your life, battering ram, and confused.
I turn each day into night; I stand there waiting for you.
There is desire to fight, but I have nothing to prove.
With the crowd and some lights, I start to feel things move.
Do you have something to hide; 'cause I think that we all do.
I am a child inside; back up and give me some room.

I'm just a [bad word] child, don't let it go to your head
I'm just a waste of your time, maybe I'm better off dead
You turn us loose in the night, I'm [bad word] Jekyll and Hyde
We'll have the time of our lives, although we're dying inside

So let me go. Just let me go.
I'd rather go in alone
So let me go. Just let me go.
I'm [bad word] home

Don't start to panic for me, 'cause I have nothing to lose.
I am as bright as the sun, I burn up all that I choose.
Up on the side of a field, I see a city with life.
I touch her face and I kneel, she tells me she's not alive.
I am too nervous [bad word]  the kids who scatter and hide.
To reach and grab for someone, but end up buried alive.
The world is waiting for me, a world that I rarely use.
I start to feel my feet, they kick down walls as they move.