I wanna say I'm just paranoid, but I'm not

There was a bang on the door

And we can keep pretending this isn't really happening

Or wait until the noise goes away

We can declare our grand ambitions about living somewhere different

But we aren't doing anything today

We can avoid the telephone when it's a number we don't know

But we don't even know what they're gonna say



I'm tired of the downstairs neighbors judging me

When I come home late and drunk

I'm tired of them judging me from across the street

For the time that I wake up

I'm tired of the constant fear of building something here

When I know for sure they'll leave us high and dry

Without thinking twice when we can't pay more

There was a bang on the door