They Say They Saw Him With A Gun
They Think He′ll Stop But They Don't Know
There′s People Talking In The DarkThey Seem To Care
And I Keep Falling In And Out
And It Leaves Me Rotten
But I Doubt He's Had Enough
Had Enough, Had Enough

Feels Like I'm Standing On The Outside
Looking In
And I Know This Body′s Not Mine
To Begin With
I Wish That I Could Crawl Out
My Skin
And See The World
And I Promise This Is The Last Time
I Admit It
These Days Just Seem To Pass By
In A Minute
A Pistol And A Small Town
We′ve Seen It All Before

And I Just Wish I Could Go Outside
Without This Fear Of Harm
And I Should Probably See A Counselor
Cause I Don't Feel Too Well
And Why Am I Always The Bad Guy
When I′m Just Trying To Help
This Body Means Nothing To Me
At All