Put up your barricades, there's money to be made Continue your charades, there's money to be made What you're asking for means the world to me You draw close as you whisper: 'precisely' Your safety assured behind those egg-shell walls of yours Your safety assured behind those egg-shell walls of yours Friends and family glide by on wings of faith Faithlessly I don't recognise a face Not a single face Take this sorry soul I've made enough of a mess on my own On my own Put up your barricades, there's money to be made