This is my private life
I've got no friends to fear
I've got no problems no cross to bear
If you can find [bad word] and get me out of here
This is my private place, Everything is neat and clean,
The skeletons are hidden in the closet,
This is my private [bad word] & get me out of here [bad word] This is my private life
This is my private life
This is my private life . . .
These are my private things
There they are against the wall
The dirty pictures, religious objects
These are my private [bad word] and get them out of here
This is my private bed
This is where I lie at night
Staring at a light bulb hanging on the ceiling
Waiting for a dream [bad word] and get me out of here
BRIDGE
Here in my humble room at night
I often wonder what goes on out there
What makes [bad word] so scared
I often stare at the people passing by
But they can't see me through my window shades
Just like I'm not even there [bad word] This is my private life
This is my private life
This is my private life
There's something dangerous I like
This is my private life
I know my problems aren't your fault
What I really want to know
Has it always been this way
This is my private life
This is my private life
This is my private [bad word] and get me out of here