Schizophrenic nightmares sending shivers down my spine I may be a little twisted, but I swear that my life is fine
Chorus: I'm living with a perfect stranger, is there anybody home? I'm living with a perfect stranger, but I find myself alone
Well I'm still working to make life better, though I've fallen from God's grace I'm standing still in a shattered mirror, staring at somebody else's face
Chorus:
Just when things are back on track, I sabotage myself These are all certain telltale signs of my decaying mental health Nobody's Home!!!!!