Giving Up The Ghost

Days may come and days they go
But the one thing remains
Is that thing I don't know
I can give to myself, I can't give it to you
But to talk about to us is one thing
I won't do and I like it

I crawl up in my shell, I lock my doors
And I finally become myself
And still you wait for him to open the door
But you find no one inside
No one to further ignore you
No one to waste all your time
No one for peace of mind

It's so cynical the way we lose the cash
You've spent the teeth you've ruined
Your credit card don't work no more
Your car broke down, you're on all fours
Homeless people walk away
When you approach them on the street
You beg your mother for spare change
Life's not made to live this way
Hey it's so insane all these games
We play in the name of