The Narcissist Cookbook
​that’s me knocking
[Verse 1]
I'm just waiting for this holiday to end
Sleeping hard not knowing when I'll sleep again
Keeping secrets from everyone I meet
Keeping time watching shadows walk the street
Oh yeah
Watching shadows walk the street

[Verse 2]
I will walk across this nation's shell
Goes on forever, looping back upon itself
We've been talking, tin cans on a wire
Your voice sounds like wet wood on a fire
Oh yeah
Wet wood on a fire
Oh

[Chorus, loops in background at the start of Verse 3]
That's me knocking
That's me knocking
That's me knocking at the entrance to your den
That's me knocking
That's me knocking
That's me knocking at the entrance to your den

[Verse 3]
I'm just waiting for a place to take me home
Somewhere distant, long-forgotten, overgrown
I still remember how to the old songs used to go
Because I've been singing them to nobody you know
[Chorus]
That's me knocking at the entrance to your den
That's me knocking at the entrance to your den
That's me knocking at the entrance to your den
Get your boots on, come on down, invite me in