DEAR HEAD SHUT UP I CAN'T LISTEN NO MORE IT'S LATE SO SHUT UP IS ONE NIGHT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR YOU ARE A HAUNTED HOUSE YOU'RE SUPERSTITIOUS YOU ARE THE COLDEST STONE-CARVED MARBLE FACES I WON'T FALL DOWN THAT FUCKING RABBIT HOLE I'M BARELY STANDING ON THE GROUND ALL THE HINTS THAT YOU LEAVE ARE TOO HARD TO BELIEVE AT ALL I WONT FALL DOWN THAT FUCKING RABBIT HOLE WITH YOU AGAIN THIS BED ON FIRE I CAN'T SLEEP HERE NO MORE TOO LATE AND TIRED DREAMING DOWN ON THE FLOOR I AM A HAUNTED HOUSE I'M SUPERSTITIOUS I AM A CARDBOARD CUTOUT OLD AND FADED