Lyrics:

I Know Something About Opening Windows And Doors
i Know How To Move Quietly To Creep Across Creaky Wooden Floors
i Know Where To Find Precious Things In All Your Cupboards And Drawers
slipping The Clippers
slipping The Clippers Through The Telephone Wires
the Sense Of Isolation Inspires
inspires Me
i Like To Feel The Suspense When I'm Certain You Know I Am There
i Like You Lying Awake, Your Baited Breath Charging The Air
i Like The Touch And The Smell Of All The Pretty Dresses You Wear
intruders Happy In The Dark
intruder Come
intruder Come And Leave His Mark, Leave His Mark