He sits in your room, his tomb, with a fist full of tacks   Preoccupied with his vengeance   Cursing the dead that can't answer him back   He knows that he has no intentions   Of looking your way, unless it's to say   That he needs you to test his inventions      Hey come crawl out your window   Use your hands and legs it won't ruin you   How can you say he will haunt you?   You can go back to him any time you want to      He looks so truthful, is this how he feels?   Trying to peel the moon and expose it   With his business like anger and his bloodhounds that kneel   If he needs a third eye he just grows it   He just needs you to talk or to hand him his chalk   Or I pick it up after he throws it      Hey, please crawl out your window   Oh, use your hands and legs it won't ruin you   How can you say he will haunt you?   You can go back to him any time you want to      He look so righteous while your face is so changed   As you sit on the box, you keep him in   While his genocide fools and his friends rearrange   Their religion of the little ten women   That backs up their views but your face is so bruised   Come on out the dark is just beginning      Hey, please come out your window   Oh, use your hands and legs it won't ruin you   How can you say he will haunt you?   When you can go back to him any time as you want to      You got a lot of them say, you are my friend   if you want to come out of the window   Yes come out of your window   Oh Mike