sometimes i walk around town looking at faces wondering why their bodies go to silly places walking past the carpet mills looking in and taking stills your ass it draws me in like a bermuda highway oh don t carve me out and don t let your silly dreams fall in between the crack of your bed and the wall two times i fell asleep in a dirty basement snoozing in cobwebs and the cement sometimes i wonder why that meek guy got all the fame maybe i m to blame for his short bitter fucked up life oh don t carve me out and don t let your silly dreams fall in between the crack of your bed and the wall oh don t carve me out and don t let your silly dreams fall in between the crack of your bed and the wall