| There’s something I need to confess
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| At the risk of exposing my faults
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| But I’m starting to find that most of the time
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| I just don’t like people at all
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| When I saw you five minutes ago
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| I was afraid you might talk off my ear
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| I panicked inside and decided to hide
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| And that’s how I ended up here
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| Crouching behind the live lobster tank
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| Hoping you’d just pass me by, oh…
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| That’s how I ended up here
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| That’s how I ended up here
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| Oh how I wish I could say
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| It’s my first time to hide in this spot
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| But with all of the people I try to avoid
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| I find myself down here a lot
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| I mean, just look at these guys in the tank
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| With the red rubber bands 'round their arms
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| If they don’t open up
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| And just keep to themselves
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| They won’t do anyone harm
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| So I screen my calls
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| Don’t answer the door
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| Sometimes wish I could disappear
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| Oh… That's how I ended up here
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| That’s how I ended up.
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| Building a wall so no one could bother me
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| Living my life in isolation
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| Opening up to only those close to me
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| Nobody’s close to me, what have I done?
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| See, I really want to be known
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| But I’m not quite as strong as the fear
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| That you won’t understand the fool that I am
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| And that’s how I ended up here
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| That’s how I ended up here
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| That’s how I ended up here |