Yarn

My head is a hell, and hell is a hall
I go back to the well, but the well is a wall

I was poured into steel with my eyes open wide
It was damage to heal, the damage aside

So, what is envy now? What is home to house?
I can't stand you now. I can't stand you now

I want to push you right off
I want to push you right off
I want to push you right off

There's a flood on my hands with nowhere to fall
'Cause my head is a wreck and the page is a pall

What you doing in my house?
What you doing in my house?
What you doing in my house?
What you doing in my house?

I want to push you right off
I want to push you right off
I want to push you right off
I want to push you right off
I want to push you right off
I want to push you right off