Standing in the rain, a broken window pane, the range will fall upon my head.There's nothing left to do, repetitions turn me through, and all of my thoughts are dead.Well, I can see four miles, and every direction, and I can see your health, and your reflection, and your reflection.Lying in her bed, staring in her head, I wonder what she's thinking now.All my thoughts are true, of what I said to you.It's too much like home right now.Well, I can see four miles, and every direction, and I can see your health, and your reflection, and your reflection.I can see you with your back to the wall.I can see you with your back to the wall.I will be there when you finally fall.When I'll be there when you finally fall.Now you know that you can stay this time.And you can always hold out this time.But I can see you with your back to the wall.Standing in the rain, all the people look the same, the rain just falls upon my head.There's nothing left to do, cause my brain's too full of glue, it's like my mind is overfed.Well I can see four miles, and every direction,And I can see your health and your reflectionAnd your reflectionI can see you with your back to the wallI can see you with your back to the wallI won't be the way you're finally bornWhen I'll be the way you're finally bornNothing will ever come to mindAnd you always don't know this timeBut I can see you with your back to the wallCorner with your back to the wallCorner with your back to the wallCorner with your back to the wallCorner with your back to the wallA corner with your back to the wallA corner with your back to the wall