I'm going down
Even though I'm here, you wish I weren't around
You take two steps away
From me, you think I'm a stray
You locked the door
And left me to wither on the floor
I said, I said I could care less
But behind that mask of mine, I'm a mess
I'm now out to hitchhike all alone
Due to my defiance, I'm now forced to roam
While you, while you've got it made
Nomadic I am, a soul without a grave