When all the lights stay on, when all the lights stay on
I pass the night alone, when all the lights stay on
When everyone has left, when everyone has left
I return on my own, when everyone has left
So what the f*ck happened to my husband and son, our home off the 21?
The good things that I've done have disappeared
They've upgraded the building with new cameras and time-triggered locks
Last night they threatened to call the cops
But I've found a new way in, when the bus boys go take out the trash
I escape the cold again at last
Try to unlock this, fingers turn to fists
I can't hear a thing, silence