the devil's been sneaking at god's trash can
some things in the world we just don't understand
well the father's made it up oh so correct
you got me on top of you I gotcha smiling with your legs

and you just don't know
that when you sleep, you have bad dreams
I can tell it because
I've seen your eyes, I've heard you scream
and you just don't know now I realize now it's oh so clean
I can tell it because
It wasn't me the one to be here
at god's trash can...

awake you look cool but when you sleep you cry
there must be something wrong with the way you close your eyes
an angel at day time with your wings
some demon wakes up when the sun stops shining in

but you just don't know
that when you sleep, you have bad dreams
I can tell it because
I've seen your eyes, I've heard you scream
and you just don't know now I realize now it's oh so clean
I can tell it because...
It wasn't me the one to be here