I know you know

Don't play the idiot

Your guess is I'm not at home

But you're clear like car windows

Watch it pile up till we can't see

Engulfed in crust too thick to bust clean

Secret talks behind the back of each other

And no one stops unless we're caught

Other people are hell

This is not my dream

Other people are hell

A little birdie told me

Other people are hell

Exposed emotions are hard to hide

Other people are hell

Learn to laugh or sit and cry