Tip, tap, toe go the footsteps as their coming down the hallnI’m shirtless, with my ear against the wallnClick, clack, click go the cameras and my face in black and whitenBut I’ll be black and blue before tonightnnSomeone’s trying to hurt me, I don’t know whonThe water’s getting dirty, my hands are toonSomeone’s picking leaves from the family treenAnd I’ve got trouble written all over me….