When they define
Your light, it leaks
When they prescribe
Your fork, you eat
But I can't find it, even in
My hands where it's always been
Said that you would tell me when
It goes missing, guess it went
Well I've got a flashlight
But not a single clue
And I'm running short on ideas
I'll tell you what I'll do
I'm gonna shine it to the walls
Looking out for any breaks
And where that light leaks through
Is where I'll make my escape
But I can't find it, even in
My hands where it's always been
Said that you would tell me when
It goes missing, guess it went
I guess
