Quiet in the kitchen Stove is cooling down The grease I ate for dinner I'm going to wear it like a crown Push open my window pane Take a breath outside The gutters over flowing Its going to take me for a ride Pull back from the sill Rain drops from my hair From my chest to my finger tips Its got me gasping for air I can feel my heartbeat Chasing after me Chasing after me Watch the water boil in the kettle Then you pour it over the leaves The woman on the television Is always crying when she grieves Sippin bullets As I stare down at the screen Hoping the characters will come out and grab me I'm getting tired of this scene I can feel my heartbeat Chasing after me Chasing after me I can feel my heartbeat Chasing after me Chasing after me Its going to catch me Someday I'm sure People keep telling me that I'm crazy When I look at the facts I have to agree But sometimes the truth seems hazy It's just one more step in front of me Riding the big hand All the way down through my veins Caught between a tightening grip And throwing down the reins I'm now as old as the other When he gave into the smother And said goodbye to his mother And all of us for good I can feel my heartbeat Chasing after me Chasing after me I can feel my heartbeat Chasing after me Chasing after me Its going to catch me Someday I'm sure