What do you do when you're      all alone,

telephone don't reach around to your room. slide up the latches and 

make some tea, what do you do when you're all alone.


Been a mighty cold evening but it's      warm inside

you close the curtains and you shut the blinds

ain't nobody watching, ain't nobody fine.


there is satin on your pillow, there's a      hole in mine.

lamps are burning brightly as you cast their way

shadows on the wall dance in yellow shades


ain't nobody notice you come      home today.

noone watching through the keyhole as you bend and say

'i wish i didn't feel so broken
wish i wasn't who i am
wish i could forget these feelings
wish i didn't feel quite so well'


and then you smile that      smirking smile

roll your lips into that grin.

just when noone thinks that you're watching
is just when you decide      to let someone in.


who will you be when      you're under cover

a sheet or two; telephone on the floor.

slide down those latches, 
let down those latches, 
open the 
open the 
open the door


What do you do when you're      all alone?

in the other room the kettle's screaming--
outdoors the wind is screaming--

nail marks on the wall are screaming too.


And you screams, they all      sound familiar

I've heard them in my own thoughts as well.

'i wish i didn't feel so broken
wish i wasn't who i am
wish i could forget these feelings
wish i didn't feel      quite so well.'