When you’ve taken everything
And there is nothing left to give
You stuck with an empty skin
I call it my human bag
But you can’t forget the past
I keep my diary on it’s chest
My keys are in it’s mouth
I write my lyrics upon it’s legs

This thing is like a nightmare
It’s hard to drag it anywhere
I am (lighting on? riding on?) in your town
There is more than everything else is your house
You can’t escape the [bad word] it’s dangerous

Now I have a fraction of
The respect I used to have
Forget everything you know
Then you can [bad word] that you’re fighting for

This pain is like a nightmare
Our dream can take us anywhere
I am (lighting on? riding on?) in your town

There is more than everything else is your house
You can’t escape the [bad word] it’s dangerous
I am outside the back of your house
Trying hard to work it out
But you always *** about ground and looking out
You’re looking out