This house is full of ears but I can`t talk to anyone
They`ve heard this one a thousand times
Most exciting thing I do, hang half way out a third floor window
Maybe throw lit cigarettes down

And maybe I`ll catch fire something warm to hold me
Something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind
All that evil s**t`s not hard to find I guess I only claim to be nice

This house is full of eyes but I can`t look at anyone
They`ve seen this face a thousand times
Most relaxing thing I do, hang half way out a third floor window
And look at rocks if I fall out

Well, maybe I`ll fall hard something tough to break me
Something sharp to rip into my insides and bleed out all that pain
Sorry I don`t even know your name I guess for me it`s easy this way

Maybe I`ll catch fire something warm to hold me
Something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind
All that evil s**t`s not hard to find I guess I only claim to be nice