My House

I live in a hole in the wall

You live in a hole in my head

With everyone else who sleeps in there

But they don't pay the rent

I live on the end of the street

And you're there right under me

With all of the bugs that crawl beneath my skin

And make me bleed

Oh, make my house a home

Or give me hands to hold

Please take my empty head

And turn it into gold

I live on the edge of the world

Where everything stops and it turns

And all living things, they fall on me

And crush me into dirt

Every night I'm awake

All the walls start to shake

Oh, make my house a home (Home)

Or give me hands to hold (Hold)

Please take my empty head

And turn it into gold

This is the end of the world

'Cause everything seems to get worse

And all living things, they fall on me

And crush me into dirt