get out of my house. get off my phone. don't be here when i get home. don't pretend to like what i do if you don’t. get out of my house. i want to go home. turn off the television. stop talking to the furniture. stop mumbling in your beer. no-one else wants to hear. get out of the house. get off my phone. don’t be here when i come home. get out of my fridge. you're always stoned. and stop running up bills on my telephone. don’t curse the weatherman. don’t rage against imaginary fools in my living room. you know there’s just one thing you can do. don’t bring it up. don’t keep it down. don’t be here when my friends come around. get off my couch. get out of my home. and for pity's sake leave the dog alone. seriously. get out of the house. the truth is everywhere. it's plain to see. someone let it out. about you and me. the truth is always free. if you dare to look. you know it in your heart. word for word. like a favourite book. and all the well-thumbed pages. all the stuff you’ve saved up for ages. and all the golden cages. and those thoughtless rages. be faithful to yourself. be honest and be good. be still and it will reveal all that it should. it will be warm. it will be sweet. it will be loud.  and when it sees you it will embrace you. it will find you in a crowd. that summer began like every other. but then the first tiny crack. to remind you. same old faces. same old places. first signs of summer. same old drinks. same old drugs. and i’m just getting numb-er. two worlds. mine and yours. and then there’s the others. some of them are falling apart. some are together. two doors. his and hers. just can’t remember. which one i was before. does it really matter. sooner or later something's got to give. sooner or later it’s got to rain. same old lines. i keep on trying. but they just don’t get better. having a time. losing our minds. don’t mind the weather. sooner or later something's got to break. sooner or later it’s got to rain.