What does it take   to stand for my pride?   In a building of glass,   but I'm still throwing stones inside.      Man in a cage,   a perfect place of perfect isolation,   a heart full of pain,   a door that leads to desperation.   How could I forget we keep on playing different games?   And I exit the stage,   I'm feelin' like a puppet retired from the hands of fate.      So why do I hesitate?   Why can't I break free?   And why do I still believe   this cage was made for you and me?      What does it take   to live a life of perfect isolation?   And what will remain   on the road to desperation?   How could I pretend this life was only made for me   and nobody else   steppin' in my cage to free me from my chains?      Why do I hesitate?   Why can't I break free?   And why do I still believe   this cage was made for you and me?   It's made for you and me.      Man in a cage.   I'm livin' in my room.   Why won't you see that I'm engaged?   Man in a cage.   I'm livin' in my room.   Why won't you see that I'm engaged?   Man in a cage.   I'm livin' in my room.   Why won't you see that I'm engaged?