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