They Might Follow You

Do I just go?



Thought that they might follow you

Through locked doors and alleys, too

To anyplace you've called your own

They're watching from the shrubs alone



They got in



They know that you're horrible

They know that you're horrible

They know that you're horrible

They know that you're horrible



Thought that you might get a break

Get a job and maybe save



And I thought on this hiding place

On their shallow graves

Thought that you might get away... from us



But we know that you're horrible

We know that you're horrible

We know that you're horrible

We know that you're horrible



It is a trap

It is a cage

A sterile place

An empty place

So walk away



I thought some people saw me



Cut it out

Show us the pieces

In parts and clubs 

In halves that shift in length

A crystal lake so clear that you can see what's crawling on its bottom



On its bottom

On its bottom

On its bottom

On its bottom



[radio plays in the background]