Catapult (Live At Chelsea Studios, New York/1997)

All of the sudden she disappears

Just yesterday she was here

Somebody tell me if I am sleeping

Someone should be with me here

'Cause I don't wanna be alone

I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand

And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult

What a big baby, won't somebody save me please?

You won't find nobody home

All of these quiet battered voices

Wait for the hunger to come

We got little revolvers and stupid choices

And no one to say when we're done

Well I don't wanna bring you down

I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes

'Cause I know there's little things about me

That would sing in the silence of so much rejection

In every connection I make I can't find nobody home

I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes

'Cause that I know there's little things about me

That would sing in the silence of so much rejection

In every connection I make I can't find nobody home

I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand

And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult

What a big baby, won't somebody save me please?

I can't find nobody home