I'm walking home, and I feel eyes on my soul I look around, but I can't see and I hear no sound Quiet hurts more than a painful noise Because in sound, it has direction Silence invades in the worst of ways Because it leaves you feeling helpless It's the skeletons in my closet That make me feel okay And as long as they don't come back to life I think that it's safe to say It's a good day I'm digging graves, but on this stone I see my name One foot per word I mess up, it's so absurd You should be Oh, I try to be better, so much better You should try Oh, I always try to untether I'm a fetter for you It's the skeletons in my closet That make me feel okay And as long as they don't come back to life I think that it's safe to say I am haunted by the things I let go Controlled by the taunts of things I want no more No more No more It's the skeletons in my closet That make me feel okay And as long as they don't come back to life I think that it's safe to say It's a good day