White Noise

You know, that's a probably good idea You got it now Show me all the parts you hold close to your chest I'll take all the parts of you your loved ones detest Find me, I'm inside your insides, it might help In front of my eyes as I talk to myself What's the point of a friend? If you're on your own in the end With you, with them I'd go through it all again I'd quite like to go home now I'll make an attempt Knowing that I'll fuck it up (If only you would pick me now) Hold me in contempt 'Cause I don't wanna interrupt (There's pretty ways to turn me down) What's the point of a friend? If you're on your own in the end With you, with them I'd go through it all again I'd quite like to go home now I'd quite like, the quiet life With no one asking how or why I'd quite like to go home now