text: I feel you in these walls
  Youre a cold air creeping in
  Chill me to my bones and skin
  I heard you down the hall
  But its vacant when Im looking in
  Oh, who let you in?
  You walk around like you own the place
  But you never say anything
  I caught you walking straight through my walls
  Guess it was all my fault
  I think I let you in
  Look
  You said I never wrote a song for you
  So I hope this one is haunting you
  You said even if it took forever
  That me and you would be together
  And I never thought that you would lie
  So Ill admit I took advantage of your precious time
  Ill admit I took advantage of you every night that I was on the road
  Even at home I wouldnt do you right
  Ill admit it, but dont think for a minute Ima let you
  Convince me that what we started is finished
  Or for a second that I wouldnt take a bullet to the head for you
  Paint the bottom on my floor red for you
  Kissed by an angel, touched by the devil
  Blood from a nose red as a rose petal
  I think were caught up in a power trip
  She my Kate Moss, Im her Johnny Depp
  Light pull the fast life in the fast lane
  Fights in the cab, nights drinkin champagne
  Ice make it last, ice for the back pain
  With the knife on the dash, pipe with the ashtray
  And we fuck with the lights on, break a lamp shade
  Did it twice in the room, once in the matinee, oh
  Hide all the fresh wounds like a band-aid
  With the stripes on the black suits for the campaign, oh
  What a damn shame
  King of the underworld, what a damn name
  Cause he killed all the other girls in the damn frame
  For a queen that he never realized had fangs
  Damn, do you feel what Im sayin?
  Take a knife in the back, wanna feel my pain
  Make a slice to the wrist to reveal those veins
  I could see your face, man I feel insane
  Never thought that I would feel like this 
  Such a mess when Im in your presence
  Ive had enough, think youve been making me sick
  Gotta get you out of my system, yeah
  Its my house
  And I think its time to get out
  Its my soul
  It isnt yours anymore
  Its my house
  And I think its time to get out
  Yeah, I think its time to get out
  Yeah, yeah, ooh, oh-oh
  Yeah, I think its time to get out