(You don't know where I've been.)
Don't get me caught up in the middle.
I gotta live right.
(You don't know what I've seen.)
I've seen you strung up like a scarecrow in the moonlight.
(You don't know what I know.)

Oh lord, they took my name.
They've got my name.
Now I'm gone.
Please, don't you forget my face.
You're all I've got.
Oh, I'm gone.

(You don't know how far?)
We'll drag you, white knuckled by the river on a cold night.
(You don't know just how cold?)
We've gotten.
Our hands are just icicles and dog bites.
We'll drag you off while you're sleeping soundly on a black night.

No, not me.
I'm not like them,
Not like them.
I'm not that gone.
Dont you see we're at your door?

Oh, the clouds are blacker than our pupils, darling.
They are raining ink down on hills, trees and houses.
When it's black, they'll show up.
When it's all black, they'll show up.
Once it's black, you'll see the whites of my eyes.
Come get my teeth.

You don't know where we've been.
What we've seen, or who we are.
You don't know just what we'll do.
We've come for you.
We've come for you.