And if cancer’s going to fill my body then maybe nicotine
Was always the right answer and I just gave up too easily.
She said, «You're staring out the windows
And you’re just screaming at the walls.
And you’re just crawling out of your skin now
And there ain’t nothing there at all.»
I guess I figured it out. I guess I figured it out.
That when I hear voices in my head that
That’s the darkness coming over me.
I guess I figured it out. I guess I figured it out.
That when I see shadows climbing walls
And I’m just too afraid to sleep.
That when I hear footsteps down the hall that
That’s the darkness crawling over me.
And if cancer’s going to fill my body then maybe gasoline
Was always the right answer and I just need a fire to come clean.