Talking to myself
 But I can't hear over your mouth
 I'm thinking out loud
 "What's keeping around?
 What's keeping me chained down to shapes and sounds,
 Your parents' car, and your town?"

 I'm nervous about staring across the room
 And waiting for the walls to move
 
 I'm dirt beneath your feet
 Step all over me

 I don't see anybody else
 And I don't need anybody else
 And I don't see anybody else
 And I don't need anybody else