I know you I know all about you You see things that other people don't see and it makes you nervous If your hands would stop shaking you'd wipe the cold sweat off your brow It's hard for you to think, but you don't need to very much Because the voices in your head usually tell you what to do You consider yourself to be invisible, and it's true in a way Because everybody can see right through you Other people can even read your thoughts Although they'll never let you know it for sure But when you leave the room, everyone discusses you and then has a good laugh You used to have some friends, but they don't come around much any more Probably because it's hard for them to keep a straight face in your presence When you go out, you need to be very careful Things always seem to happen too fast If someone accidentally brushes against you You jerk away in a panic that you foolishly hope no one will notice When you go into a place of business, and see a security camera You try and beam pleasant, innocuous thoughts at it You make a feeble attempt to be nonchalant, until you are out of its range If you see a book or magazine, it usually has a picture of yourself on the cover, one taken by such a camera These pictures are sk**fully retouched to look like someone else, in order to mock you You never read books or magazines because they all contain secret messages Hidden in multiple layers of meaning, that make you do things you can't remember later I know you I know all about you Your nights are rough You stay in your apartment, with the shades drawn, and all the lights off, watching television You keep the sound turned off and try to be very quiet, because you want everyone to think you're asleep And all night long, a disembodied voice in the back of your head sings over and over Somewhere.......there's a place......for............us