put up a picture window
 something to look through
 at the bastard colors
 burnt sienna
 put down the wrecking ball
 who has a friend  who needs one?
 i've got a way to get to work in almost any city
 doesn't matter where
 take a needle  i won't be there
 privileges forsaken there
 liberties i've taken take me nowhere
 put down the wrecking ball
 don't let a childhood linger
 they'll take the world apart and break my baby brother's finger
 so he can't shake my hand
 guard the dead against my legacy
 and lack the wound no more
 run from nowhere, nowhere follows you
 burn down the house
 make sure the family is inside
 nothing more to tether you
 also no one there to catch you crying
 nothing but my famous pillow
 and my father's rocking chair
 (get a sliver when you sit there)
 every mess i make i make a run from nowhere
 nowhere follows you