The junk we use to get through our lives
Each slight return
Each vague surprise
I've seen them come
I've seen them go
Until there's nothing left to show
Come down she said No one need know
Come down she said Who'll know
The junk we use to get through our lives
Each broken smile
Each cheap disguise
I've seen them grow
Get cut down tall
From hopeful step
To insect crawl
Come down she said You'll only fall
Come down she said You'll fall
Standing in a corner
Waiting for my life to begin
Holding out my hands
Praying for my life to begin
But I'm not proud
And I don't mind
I'll use anything
That I can find
Standing in a corner
Waiting for my life to begin
Holding out my hands
Begging for my life to begin
But I'm not proud
And I don't mind
I'll use anything
That I can find
The junk we use to get through