There's been something that's the matter
With you really just can't explain
You're quiet to my questions
And I'm always asking who's to blame
Your silence is off-balance
And I'm looking for a clue
And I'm wondering if I'm packing
What it takes to get through to you
Tell me are you scared?
Tell me are you lonely?
Were you hypnotized by someone's little game?
Tell me are you bored?
Tell how you got there
Tell me is it good living in your Strangerhood?
You've been living in a place
That I only know by name
You're pixelated perfect
But your silence burns the same
And I'm yearning while my letter's burning
All I need is a clue
And I'm wondering if I'm asking
What it takes to get through to you
Tell me are you there?
Tell me can you hear me?
Tell me are you faking?
Are you even real?
Tell me are you dead?
Tell me were you murdered?
Tell me was it good living in your Strangerhood?
I'm not insane
You're not the same
I'm begging for a clue
And I'm wondering if I'm asking
What it takes to get through to you
Tell me were you bad?
Were you just misguided?
Tell me were you sleeping?
Tell me were you stoned?
Tell me were you gone?
In a different country?
Tell me is there something
More that I should know?
Tell me how you feel
Now that you are back home
Do you think you should go back to the Strangerhood?