Footsteps

Don’t even think about reachin’ me…I won’t be home.
Don’t even think about stoppin’ by. Don’t think of me at all.
I did what I had to do. If there was a reason, it was you.

Don’t even think about gettin’ inside.
Voices in me head…but it says…
I got scratches all over my arms…
One for each day since I fell apart.
I did what I had to do. If there was a reason it was you.

Footsteps in the hall…it was you.
Pictures on my chest…it was you…it was you.

I did what I had to do, and if there was a reason,
There wasn’t no reason, no.
And if there’s something you’d like to do,
Just let me continue to blame you.

Footsteps in the hall, it was you.
Pictures on my chest, it was you.