First thing in the morning Of course, you put on that U.M. sweater Just like you always do Tears drip from a faucet And Dexter play on that television Just like it always do You put the volume on the lowest for the neighbors down below But I'm stuck in place, eyes wide, glued to you Walk away, outgrow you, then how am I to know you I'm the closest here that I've been to you 'Cause you keep my head in a jar Here on your night stand, I'll spend my life left With my head in a jar If it's the shelf or gone, then 'least, I'll be something to you A mind's a prison Nobody, don't got nobody, strictly homebody I try my best not to trip But these walls are paper thin Every now and then, I hear voices in the wind Wooden floors creak, the death of what could've been (could've been, could've been) You put the volume on the lowest for our neighbors down below But I'm stuck in place, eyes wide, glued to you Walk away, outgrow you, then how am I to know you I'm the closest here that I've been to you '