When I come home, I know it's you that I'll find   Pacing the floors once again   I know that I'm bored, I'm staying in bed too long   Counting the holes in the door      Damaged is the way I feel   My life is running away      Alone I'm a mess, I don't care how long it's been   I know I'm just wasting away   The clothes on the floor just like the mountains outside   The prison I live every day      Damaged is the way I feel   My life is running away      I want to know if this is real   All of these things that I feel   I want to know if this is real   All of these things that I feel      Damaged is the way I feel   My life is running away      I want to know if this is real   All of these things that I feel   I want to know if this is real   All of these things that I feel      I want to know if this is real   All of these things that I feel   I want to know if this is real   All of these things that I feel      When I come home, I know it's you that I'll find   Pacing the floors once again