was a disaster sitting in bed at fivenwon't betray me within a lowman's eyenwasn't the sex, wasn't the wivesnnever fully go up the sidennwith disbelief that the kid was rightnthe man digs stopped four-hundred fightsnwith pick-me-ups and flawless liesnbroke through the lines and tried the cracknnwasn't the plastic in the house that quitnthat treat the maid, everybody's sicknthe woman sticks in a heart of goldneverything is a little bit sorennwasn't the discipline kid who meltsnthe wife who told you what you thoughtnnbut you and i can live inside this wall without like thisnneverybody's waiting for the return kidsnand put it in your headnput it in your headnsex and our wills will stay our lipsnnow put it in your headnput it in your headnnwasn't the demon in the lip-cracked skinndouble times inside the windnwasn't the leak of every man in lawnthe idea that it's the death of fallnnnow they can tick you off and make a little laughnbut put it in your headnput it in your headnsee the shotguns that look like timenput it in your headnput it in your headnnwasn't the miles in the world of pukeni could kill you if it looked like younyou never believed, never could fightnhow do i know if the words are rightnnwasn't the teacher that got a callnthe deejay still seems to swallowna bottle of come and a bottle of skinnmiles above the wall everywherennspoken sex and all i fearneveryone does what they fearnnbut you and i can live inside this wall without like thisnnfrightening livesnyou and menfrightening livenabove the sandnfrightening livesnall will weepnfrightening livesndesperate scene