I thought I'd found some home In a stranger that I met She's residing in my home And living in my skin I've been talking to the swan I think I'm getting through But the joker's on the song And who gave it a voice If my mind would sense hope There'll be blood on my hands If my papa gets old I won't forgive him It's funny how it goes I found it hard to diagnose I never meant to overdose You always know what hurts the most If my mind would sense hope There'll be blood on my hands When I travel in the wall between me And definite happiness