No one believes you When you're six years old Don't make up stories Do as you're told You try, you try, you try to warn them Of what, and who is coming for you You cry, you cry, to catch someone's eye Shut your mouth Go back to bed And believe us now Get it together, boy All is well You can take our word All alone Lights in the garden It's not in your head They will not find you Under your bed You tried, you tried... The morning after Crawling down the stairs No one's there, no one's there But in the basement You scream your lungs out All chopped up, all chopped up