What is this thing that lives inside of me
Like a plastic gun full of empty threats
It keeps me in the dark – have you got one too?
It pretends we are apart – not just one but two
Should we k** it off, cut out fast and deep
When it feels so wrong, ridiculous and cheap
Try to find something concrete – have you got one too?
Try to pin it down it will flitter out of view
But it comes tumbling down, imploding on itself
Yes it comes crashing down, every time I sleep
Should we chase it off, put a matchstick to the hay?
We could stage our own d**hs and walk away
Oh give me something new I can believe
‘Cause I work around the clock and I’m always tired
Yes I work round the clock and I’m always tired
Should we play along with its little game
Just believe this ruse – we could stay this way
But I work round the clock and I’m always tired
And I know it will let you down, it’s never going to last
‘Cause it comes tumbling down, imploding on itself
Yes it comes crashing down, every time I sleep