I've been walking a straight line Livin' in my best friend's pocketI've been looking at my life All the time, all the timeNow can I do my work? I was looking over my shoulderWhen everything falls apart When you meet a false heartAnd then you can't turn the pages And you can't find the doorWhen you're nobody's baby Not even close to pulling throughWe fill up every hour We hunger for a touch of moneyBuilding crooked towers On a fault line, fault lineAnd I can't run into ya I was following the light from a dead starThen everything falls apart And when you meet a false starAnd then you can't turn the pages And you can't find the doorWhen you're nobody's baby Not even close to pulling throughWeave me a rope from this dark despair From this dull-eyed painBut you can't turn the pages Weave me a rope from this endless nightFrom this distant but sure But you can't find the doorWeave me a rope that can pull me through These impossible timesI've been walking the straight line Been looking at my lifeAll the time, all the time When everything falls apartWhen you meet a false heart And then you can't turn the pagesCan't find the door When you're nobody's babyNot even close to pulling throughCan't turn the pages Can't find the doorWhen you're nobody's baby Not even close to pulling throughCan't turn the pages Can't find the doorWhen you're nobody's baby Not even close to pulling throughCan't turn the pages Can't find the doorWhen you're nobody's baby Not even close to pulling through