your act is back in the hall.
You feel his hot breath down your neck,
your skin begins to crawl.
but you know he won't show.
And when you think he's gone,
leave your curtains drawn
His red eyes on the face in the
He's your perfect companion
He never steps out of line
A true friend through thick
And when you think he's gone,
leave your curtains rolled.
His red eyes on the face in the window.
but you won't let him in.
And when you think he's gone,
leave your curtains drawn.
And when you think he's gone,
leave your curtains drawn
And when you think he's gone,
leave your curtains drawn
And when you think he's gone,
leave your curtains drawn.
And when you think he's gone,
leave your curtains drawn.