I've been through this house alone, it always chilled me to the bone
You'd light a candle for every dirty deed, and it just might be the last thing that I need
There's a diary in your head of every honest thing you've said
A narrow volume I suppose you never read, and it just might be the last thing that I need
And, oh, my God, where did I go wrong, it seemed so clear, the waste is drowning me, oh me
At the base of what you are, there's just a cell that went too far
You keep driving at unrecommended speed
And it just might be the last thing that I need
And it just might be the last thing that I need
And it just might be the last thing that I need