The junk we use to get through our lives
Each slight return
Each vague surprise
I've seen them come
I've seen them go
Until there's nothing left to show
"Come down" she said, "No-one need know"
"Come down" she said, "Who'll know?"
The junk we use to get through our lives
Each broken smile
Each cheap disguise
I've seen them grow
Get cut down tall
From hopeful step
To insect crawl
"Come down" she said, "You'll only fall"
"Come down", she said, "You'll fall"
Standing in a corner
Waiting for my life to begin
Holding out my hands
Praying for my life to begin
But I'm not proud
And I don't mind
I'll use anything
That I can find
Standing in a corner
Waiting for my life to begin
Holding out my hands
Begging for my life to begin
But I'm not proud
And I don't mind
I'll use anything
That I can find
The junk we use to get through
