Climbing Up The Walls
I am the key to the lock in your houseThat keeps your toys in the basementAnd if you get too far insideYou'll only see my reflection
It's always best when the candle's outI am the pick in the iceDo not cry out or hit the alarmYou know we are friends till we die
Either way you turnI'll be thereOpen up your skullI'll be thereClimbing up the walls
It's always best when the light is offIt's always better on the outsideFifteen blows to the back of your headFifteen blows to your mind
So lock the kids for the safe tonightAnd shut the eyes in the cupboardI've got a smell of a local manWho's get the loneliest feeling