You've written a hundred books and you live on a 10 story block Your old mans face on fire. living in a vacant lot Living in a shoe box. like sand inside your socks Your old mans face at the bar. its the only place he's got You think you've been lonely before (Until your face turns blue) And the books you read may not be real (These are true stories. true.) (It's real.) Reaction You've taken just one look. at all the things you've got This junkies face on fire. never gonna break the locks Living in a shoe box. like sand inside your socks And the old mans face at the bar is the only place he's got You think you've been lonely before (Until your face turns blue) And the books you read may not be real (These are true stories. true.) (It's real.) Reaction! You've taken just one look. you're living as a parking block The old mans face on fire gotta give em what you really want Living in a shoe box. like sand inside your socks The old mans face at the bar. its the only place he's got! You think you've been lonely before (Until your face turns blue) And the books you read may not be real (These are true stories. true.) (It's real.) Connection. Reaction.