she left her stuff and took off while you were on the road she finally decided you are someone else's problem the old guitar on the wall precariously hung and when it falls it will become somebody else's problem everybody closed their doors and turned away they don't need you they shut their eyes and try to sleep but in their dreams they will see you bills don't stop coming in so you just stop paying them the cost has now become somebody else's problem your itchy skin and dirty feet you scratch at them until they bleed
the heart that doesn't beat is someone else's problem everybody closed their doors and turned away they don't need you they shut their eyes and try to sleep but in their dreams they still see you you blew it all very well by yourself and everybody knows that every hell is someone else's problem make your bed jump in it let the candle burn until the nightmare has become somebody else's problem everybody close your doors and turn away everybody close your eyes and turn away