Distractions of Living Alone

When I come home at the end of the day
Everything is just where I left it
No one has called, nothing has changed
Everything is just how I left it

I haven't spoken one word in days
Except for cursing the noise in the hall
I haven't spoken one word in days
To anyone else at all

And so, as I go, I'll leave my body for you
And so, as I go, don't feel sorry for me
For life is the sacrifice before you die
And so, as I go, I'll leave my body for you to see

A bed all alone in the bedroom
A vacant space where a table should be
Some posters on the walls
The bathroom mirror covered in spit

I have made such desperate attempts to make this a nice place to live
And I have failed, for I have tried to fill this dead empty space with a life

All this time on my hands (ah-ah-ah-ah)
And I have nowhere to go (ah-ah-ah-ah)
Haunted by the distractions of living alone (ah-ah-ah-ah)

I hope you'd be the first one to find me
After I'd concluded the past behind me
So hold your hands over your mouth
And run to tell the others

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh...