Beneath a star filled ceiling of love and trust
Four walls opened the dirty eyes of lust
In the blind spot of my keyhole view
Was the missing piece to that hotel room
And there lay a bed that held all the answers
Of what was said and done under those covers
This war I was fighting was making me crazy
And there was only one thing that could save me...
(I don't know where to go, I don't know where to be
I don't know, I don't know...)
He said, "You're too pretty to lie"
She said, "You're too tired to try" (lie, try, try)
He said, "Can I see you soon?"
She said, "I could come back to your room"
He said, "What about your ring?" (lie, try)
She said, "He'll never know a thing"
My eyes might be open but there's nobody home
My eyes might be open but there's nobody home
My eyes might be open but there's nobody home
My eyes might be open but there's nobody home
One wall down, three to go
One wall down, three to go
...three to go
The backs of my eyes became a cage, maybe the blame was on the rage (my fucking rage)
Maybe I didn't read that page that told me exactly what to do (what the fuck should I do?)
But I'll tell you what I know for sure, there was nothing that prepared me for (nothing at all)
Having to step away from that door for the very last time
This is a story of what I found, and how I burnt it to the ground
Because I couldn't shake the sound of what happened that night
She forgot everything we swore, and it seemed she didn't need much more
Than a couple of drinks that he did pour and maybe that old T.V. show
(I don't know where to go, I don't know where to be
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know...)
My eyes might be open but there's nobody home
My eyes might be open but there's nobody home
My eyes might be open but there's nobody home
My eyes might be open but there's nobody home
One wall down, three to go
One wall down, three to go
...three to go
Goddamn what you... did