You can crawl on the floor You can scream if you want to But I won't unlock the door
You can sleep in bus shelters You can sleep in the park But I'll rip up the trees Until you tear yourself apart
Open eyes and wash out 'tear' A sign that says 'no exit' And 'no-one can save you here'
I could talk about my programme Where everything is white I could specialise in pictures Where nothing's ever right
And we are all here to lie