If you were at the bus stop And I tapped you on the shoulder When you looked at me Would you spit in my face? If I were a little older If I were a little smarter If I looked more like my father? I don't want to live in this stupid world I don't fit in, in this stupid world The woman in the window Never leaves the house But heart attacks don't have to travel far
Afraid of all the danger The city streets can conjure Her room becomes her coffin When does push come to shove? I've felt nothing but a punch A dirty look can say so much All the cowards in this room Staring blankly at their shoes I wish that there was more I could say to you Living in a napalm dream