They say they saw him with a gun

They think he′ll stop but they don't know

There′s people talking in the darkThey seem to care

And I keep falling in and out

And it leaves me rotten

But I doubt he's had enough

Had enough, had enough

Feels like I'm standing on the outside

Looking in

And I know this body′s not mine

To begin with

I wish that I could crawl out

My skin

And see the world

And I promise this is the last time

I admit it

These days just seem to pass by

In a minute

A pistol and a small town

We′ve seen it all before

And I just wish I could go outside

Without this fear of harm

And I should probably see a counselor

Cause I don't feel too well

And why am I always the bad guy

When I′m just trying to help

This body means nothing to me

At all