Footsteps

Don't even think about reachin' me, I won't be home don't even think about stoppin' by, don't think of me at all I did, what I had to do, if there was a reason, it was you... aah...don't even think about gettin' inside voices in my head...ooh, voices I got scratches, all over my arms one for each day, since I fell apart I did...oh, what i had to do, if there was a reason, it was you footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh... pictures on my chest, it was you, it was you... hey...I did, what I had to do...oh, and if there was a reason oh, there wasn't no reason, no and if, there's something you'd like to do just let me continue, to blame you footsteps in the hall, it was you, you...oh... pictures on my chest, it was you, you...oh...