You hide in the drawings
Youve scribbled on the wall
You cannot see it anywhere
Because you cant stand tall
Your confidence is failing
It never did before
The more you sit in your x-ray house
It let us see even more
Your eyes never meet
When youre licked in the face
Underminded by your caste now
You seem to have no place
The money has all been picked
From the tree in the backyard
You have no privacy
In youre x-ray house its getting hard
He cant hide
The man on the psycho front page
He cant hide
The man in the x-ray house
Your girlfriends let you go
The job is almost done
A dowery of unwanted s**
Is never any fun
The pressure builds and you quietly weep
Its over with a bang
We see your blood in your x-ray house
With no one but you to thank
He cant hide
The man on the psycho front page
He cant hide
The man in the x-ray house