There's a sign on my door
Says I'm not here anymore
'Cause I've been missing for so long
I can't remember where I've goneI wish to hell that I could cry
I'd feel betterCount me in, I'm one of the low millions
Like her, like him
Just one of the low millionsI'm disconnected to myself
There isn't anybody else
That I can point to who I know
Who isn't being torn by the undertowI wish to hell that I could cry
I'll feel betterCount me in, I'm one of the low millions
Like her, like him
Just one of the low millionsI'm an alien in my own skin
I'm fishing where the ice is thin
I'm holding it all up with safety pins
I'm sitting on nitroglycerinI wish to hell that I could cry
I'd feel betterCount me in, I'm one of the low millions
Like her, like him
Just one of the low millionsI'm an alien in my own skin
I'm fishing where the ice is thin
I'm holding it all up with safety pins
I'm sitting on nitroglycerinAnd I, I'm one of the low millions
And I, I'm one of the low millionsLookin' down
Lookin' down
Lookin' down
Lookin' down