Have a look under dishes
Or behind the TV
I'll be flipping your lights out
And the space in between

Can't remember the faces
Or even the names
I've been cleaning up bodies
They all look the same to me

I've been filling the tunnels
With my lantern at night
Slowly scratching the names off
Of the walls of the mind for good

Have a look under dishes
Or behind the TV
I'll be flipping your lights out
And the space in between