I suppose nothing really matters When you're back against the ropes And you're down and out
So I propose you make some little changes To the way you live your life right now Oh, to the way you live your life right now Oh, oh, oh
All you need is what you don't see I know your type, I know your type
So I move close, crack the door to your basement Switch the lights on You're crying alone
So I compose the last notes of a song I wrote To tell you that I'll be fine Oh, and I'll tell you that I'll be fine
All you need is what you don't see I know your type, I know your type So get up on the street and find yourself some peace And I know your type, I know your type
And I felt bad about what I had said So I wrote down a list of things I'd change for you
All you need is what you don't see I know your type, I know your type So get up on the street and find yourself some peace And I know your type, I know your type