I am all eyes I am all ears I am the wall And I'm watching you fall Because faith is mine! There is a scourge in the guise of sanctity A perpetrator with a quill Although it's Not perceived and although it’s not mystery

It's all your fault Because you were perfect You called me beautiful You turned me out And now I can't turn back But I'm running out of air And it's not fair I hold my breath I conjure up the thought of being gone

So, then it's all because of you (all because of you) I got a problem, and I (don't know what to do about it) Taken by the thought of it And I know this much is true Baby, you have become my addiction And it's all because of you (all because of you) So,

At the baggage claim, you got a lot of luggage in your name It's all over the yard, in the trunk of the car When you hit the ground, check the lost and found Because it ain't my problem now I can't carry it on, I've got a lot of troubles of my own I have

I wish I never knew I wake up screaming It's all because of you So real these voices in my head Scared and Lonely You won't be scared You won't be scared and lonely You won't be scared you won't be lonely At night I hear it creeping

Now that I have found you I must hang around you 'Tho you may refuse You will never lose me If the human race is Full of happy faces It's because they all love That wonderous thing, they call love He loves and she loves

Let it out and if it's true, it will flow out of you It's like a river in your mind Because the truth will never fall it's been around before us all and it's like a signature on your mind We deserve more than lies and illusions way more than what we're

And it's obvious that you're dying, dying Just living proof that the camera's lying And oh, oh open wide You can't turn back Because this road is all you'll ever have 'Cause you'll go out in style You'll go out in style Yeah, yeah well you're just a mess

So, then it's all because of you (all because of you) I got a problem, and I (don't know what to do about it) Taken by the thought of it And I know this much is true Baby, you have become my addiction And it's all because of you (all because of you) So,

And woke up alone And it's all because I dreamt of you What a wonderful tone To bring you back home My nose is burning Too much cocaine Got caught in Brooklyn With gasoline backed up with cellophane I'm in need of moderation