Could you leave your front door open
then sleep soundly throughout the night?
We no longer live in a carefree world
in which you can trust without fright.
Hair stands up on the back of my neck
as the chills run all down my spine,
a fearful feeling while I walk in the dark
like I will surely end up on NBC’s Dateline.
I hate having to triple check my car
to make sure that I pushed the lock,
always thinking I hear kids breaking in
looking for something to hock.
Have you ever turned off the light switch
when you still have to make it upstairs?
Quickly as running across a hot coal bed
frantically skipping up steps in pairs.
I heard that just because you’re paranoid
doesn’t mean that they’re not after you,
the reason I place sage on the window sill?
…well I’m not sure if I believe in voodoo.