this is the place   you'll end up when   you lose the chase   where you’re dragged against your will   from a basement on the hill   and all anybody knows is   you're not like them   and they kick you in the head   and send you back to bed   isolation pulled you pass a tunnel to a    bright world where you can make a place to stay   but everybody's scared of this place   they're staying away   your little house on memory lane   the mayor’s name is fear   his voice patrols the pier   from a mountain of cliche   that advances everyday   the doctor spoke a cloud   he rained out loud   you’ll keep your doors and windows shut   and swear you'll   never show a soul again   but isolation pushes you ‘til every muscle aches   down the only road it ever takes   but everybody's scared of this place   they're staying away   your little house on memory lane   if it's your decision   to be open about yourself   be careful or else   be careful or else   uncomfortable apart   it's all written on my chart   and i take what's given to me   most cooperatively   i do what people say   and lie in bed all day   absolutely horrified   i hope you're satisfied   isolation pushes past self hatred, guilt and shame   to a place where suffering is just a game   but everybodys scared of this place   they're staying away   your little house on memory lane   your little house on memory lane