I'm not gonna call you back
the strange tone of uncertainty
and distance in your voice anymore
Let me hear different to it,
and I'll fall out of love
sliding onto a different playground
You'll be dead meat to me
And I'll laugh with the other kids
About yesterday's boo -boo
Like some damn old voodoo
From the haunted house of funfair
From the house of funfair
From the haunted house of
Oh, one day I'll think of you
When there's numbness in my stomach
An d heavy lead is filling up my body,
When I think of your ignorant
And the way you can deal with yourself
And the big holy globe above you will proudly say,
Brick, you're not in charge, man
You're just thinking with your dick
and I'll find some peace, finally
Of my vision like I can spot the shadows
And I call you and ask you why
For a hundred times still
And the water's dripping down
I'm drumming with my fingertips,
And I steal your confession
Bleeding, bleeding from the loose
Tripping over nylon threads
I'm waiting, I'm waiting for the next