Knife In The Water - Muse lyrics

Well hatred is too weak a word For the feeling I hold in your presence Your music, your talk and your sound Have turned so sour and unpleasant You're hiding in depth underground You're a coward with no chicken feathers Your meaning is cloaked and it's turned Your head resounds stormy weather Well you'd better go have you a talk with your muse She might give you an answer, might give you a clue She's standing outside of your kitchen door She might not hear you, might not know you anymore Atlantic has turned you away Pacific received even colder The midwest on down through the gulf Won't sandblast the chip from your shoulder So touch, touch, outside of the door You hear it's so empty inside Well pride that's welling so deep within you Once conquered your turn to divide Well you'd better go have you a talk with your muse She might give you an answer, might give you a clue She's standing outside of your kitchen door She might not hear you, might not know you anymore