Some people like to hide and steal things
I know you're not one
Some places teem with ghosts and feelings
I think you have found one
You're looking around
You're looking in the wrong places now
You're making up ground
And driving in this cold, cold town
When I watch you cook your shrimp and spinach
I know you feel great
Now your body likes to fight against you
I hope that you win
You're looking around
You're looking in the wrong places now
You're making up ground
And driving in this cold, cold town
Then you wait for your show to end
Even though you should've been in bed
And you wait for your show to end
Even though your show will never end