I BEEN TOSSIN AND TURNIN LIKE MY BED IS ON A LOCAMOTIVE|COMIN OF THE TRACKS|AND THE BLADES ON THE FAN'S LIKE A HELICOPTER LANDIN|ON THE ROOF OF THIS SHACK| |AND THE SINK IS DRIPPING LEAD DROPS |THERE'S AN AVALANCHE IN THE ICE BOX |AND THE CLOCK ON THE WALL IS A CLICKING AND A TICKING |LIKE A TIME BOMB BOUT TO GO OFF|AND IT SOUNDS LIKE||YOU'RE WALKIN OUT STILL ECHOS AROUND LIKE|YOU NOT BEIN HERE IS ALL I CAN HEAR|IN A HOUSE FULL OF LONELY NOW|AND I CAN'T TURN THE QUIET DOWN|GIRL YOU MAKE GONE SOUND SO LOUD||ALL I WANNA BE HEARIN IS THE IDLE OF YOUR ENGINE|PULLIN IN MY DRIVE|YOUR CAR DOOR CLOSIN MY FRONT DOOR OPEN YOU STROLLIN INSIDE|BUT ALL I GOT TONIGHT||IS THE MOON HOWLIN AT MY WINDOW|AND BAND OF CRICKETS SINGING ROCK N ROLL|IT'S WAY TOO STILL IN THE STILL OF THE NIGHT|WHEN I'M STILL UP AND YOU'RE STILL ON MY MIND||CHORUS||BREAK DOWN||CHORUS|