Collector

You are the collector, running out of room

I am gonna be there when you do

When you were a baby, you knew what to do

When you needed somebody to help you

You are the collector, I am just like you

Falling into places that were never really meant for you

I can't make you hate me, no matter what I do

You were always angry, but I'm always gonna wait for you

Oh, what a lesson, in shutting you out

I have to listen in case the house falls down

I'll be the witness as they're pulling you out

And the neighbors are watching, saying, this was bound to happen

Somehow, it must have been coming for years now"

You are the collector, running out of room

I am gonna be there when you do