Is she outside?
Is she looking out?
Is she standing up?
Where are her hands?

Where are her eyes?
Where are her feet?
Where is her head?
What is she thinking?

Is she sleeping?
What did she say?
I think I’m hittin’ a wall
I hate loving you as much as I do

I think I’m runnin’ away
The dark storm you bring
I can’t take another day
I think I’m hittin’ a wall

I think I’m hittin’ a wall
I hate my looks
I hate ‘em all
I think I’m runnin’ away

The storm you bring
Can’t take another day
I think I’m hittin’ a wall
I think I’m hittin’ a wall

I hate loving you as much as I do
I think I’m runnin’ away
I think I’m runnin’ away
I think I hate my looks

I hate them all
I think I’m hittin’ a wall

And I will not come back the same
And I will not come back the same
And I will not come back the same
And I will not come back the same

Is she going out?
Is she going out?
Is she going out?