All night long my body burned
The sheets were wet and cold
The lights were on, my eyes were gone
And any second lose control

The pounding in my window
Or just the pounding in my head
I wonder who was in my room that night
Who the [bad word] was in my bed?

There must have been a body there
I swear I smelled some flesh
It took a little time but I figured they were mine
There were fingers going down my chest

My mouth went through the ceiling
And my body fell to the floor
I couldn't find a key 'cause there was nothing I could see
And so I ran through the door

The cops, the priest, the crisis line
And no one really had a clue
No one to tell us who was touchin' me
Or exactly what I should do

My throat was dry, my hopes were high
But nothing really ever got said
But who was in my room that night?
Who the [bad word] was in my bed?