We're the things that go bump in the night that you can't see 
How were the mishaps that always have burdened threes 
They say no rocket science, no big mystery 
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me 

Well first things first, we've gotta find a way 
To make the beauty of the nighttime last all day 
We'll do our very best to keep our appetites in check 
You better watch your back, we want your neck 

Nothing but rotten apples lay here like years from the tree 
Got thrown out of the house at the ripe age of three 
I'll do my very best to keep my feelings off my chest 
And out of your neck, out of your neck 

Well things they go bump in the night that you can't see 

How were the mishaps that always have burdened threes 
They say no rocket science, no big mystery 
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me 

Well things they go bump in the night that you can't see 
How were the mishaps that always have burdened threes 
They say no rocket science, no big mystery 
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me 
Well the dreams that tremble into nightmares while you sleep 
How were that feeling someone's watching from the street 
They say no rocket science, no big mystery 
Why the light of day is shown to us is absolutely meaningless to me