I wrote about you a long time ago Have you found any old pictures of me? Somewhere in a sketchbook Or in a 16-track in Jersey? And it's a familiar thing I'm feeling When the porch lights solo out Like all my friends in high school Listening to Why Bother way too loud, and still I thought about you a long time ago Had a feeling you were thinking of me Things I thought I knew before Things I thought would always haunt me And it's a familiar thing I'm feeling When I hold you long enough The fear I'll wake to empty space I can't take by myself But where were you? I built this big house just for me I fought and won the war On fear of being lonely I was easily scared off And now I just don't promise much But I wanna fill the room With a relentless noise Where were you? I built this big house just for me I fought and won the war On fear of being lonely I was easily scared off And now I just don't promise much But I wanna fill the room With a relentless noise It makes me sick I do it every time It makes me sick I do it every time It makes me sick I do it every time It makes me sick It makes me...