Then i come in, 

they go mad, hit my nose and 

hit my back, break me every 

single bone, throw me out just 

like a stone. It's the corner. it's 

the dress, small the town and 

big the mess, that I cause with 

every step, but still I walk, 

nonetheless. They're skipping 

backwards, they're thrashing 

days, is that all they're 

believing in? Smash my head 

to make it spin. It won't change 

so come with me, just with your 

eyes I will see. just with your 

arms I can hold, and keep 

away them dump and cold.