Well, I have grownnA few inches since you came on the scenenBut the list I'm makingnOf stuff I stole from you is getting obscenenn'Cause InDon't even know when I'm lyingnAnd InDon't even know why I'm tryingnnThere's that jumpy little monsternIt's as pretty as your mouthnAnd I declare that I don't care aboutnOne thing that's coming outnn'Cause InCan't take the bad with the goodnAnd no one around menReally thinks that I shouldnnI've never feltnMore alone than when I'm innYour armsnnI've never feltnMore alone than when I'm innYour armsnIn your armsnnAnd the exits out of this placenAre slowly boarded upnBut life in here gets easiernAs I learn when to ducknnBut InNever get my timing just rightnAnd so I'm sleepingnWith one eye open tonight