Voyeur (Live)

[Verse 1: Tom DeLonge]

And when the day ends I'm sure she feels sorrow

The lonely guy, I am, I like to watch her change

I've been here two days, I'll sure be here tomorrow

I'd eat her all if she were on my dinner plate

[Chorus: Tom DeLonge (& Mark Hoppus)]

And I wish, I wish she'd be more kind now

I'm out of luck 'cause the shades are pulled down

I've seen everything there is to be shown

I followed her all the way home

[Verse 2: Tom DeLonge]

I can't be too cool in a tree with my pants down

The air is cold and I've got splinters in my feet

She caught me once but I don't think that she cares now

Unlike before, her view is now blocked by a leaf

[Chorus: Tom DeLonge (& Mark Hoppus)]

And I wish, I wish she'd be more kind now

I'm out of luck 'cause the shades are pulled down

I've seen everything there is to be shown

I followed her all the way home

[Post-Chorus: Tom DeLonge]

I bet this last time is one time too many

The rush of waiting is burning through my head

Right after supper her brother showers twice a week

He kicks my ass so much, that fucking white inbred

[Verse 3: Tom DeLonge]

I made mistakes by looking in the wrong window

Her dad is big and I've never seen his face

I've been here two days, I'll sure be here tomorrow

My lady's so sweet, she likes to entertain

[Chorus: Tom DeLonge (& Mark Hoppus)]

And I wish, I wish she'd be more kind now

I'm out of luck 'cause the shades are pulled down

I've seen everything there is to be shown

I followed her all the way home

[Post-Chorus: Tom DeLonge]

I bet this last time is one time too many

The rush of waiting is burning through my head

Right after supper her brother showers twice a week

He kicks my ass so much, that filthy white inbred

[Speech]

Mark: Hang on, hang on

Tom: Hey uh

Mark: The song's not quite over yet, but

Tom: The song's not done, we have to prepare for the bass guitar solo. How you doing?

Mark: I need oxygen to the stage please

Tom: You need

Mark: Oxygen and oral sex to the stage please

Tom: And maybe some of those male chromosomes to the stage

Mark: Here's where I do the big bass solo people. Give it up for me!

Tom: Shh! Here it comes. Here it comes

[Bass Solo]

Tom: 1, 2, 3, 4!

[Instrumental Outro]

Tom: I want all you kids to know that I'm gonna think of every single one of you tonight when I'm all alone inside my bunk. Starting with you, ha-ha, I'm starting with you!

Mark: Hey, this next song is for anybody that knew us before Enema of the State, and it goes like this