Talking to myself But I can't hear over your mouth I'm thinking out loud "What's keeping around? What's keeping me chained down to shapes and sounds, Your parents' car, and your town?"
I'm nervous about staring across the room And waiting for the walls to move
I'm dirt beneath your feet Step all over me
I don't see anybody else And I don't need anybody else And I don't see anybody else And I don't need anybody else