Woorden: Screeching Weasel. Going Home.

It's late at night and I can see you're tense
When we both get off the bus
It's a fucking shame we have to be raised
To fear and mistrust

Strangers to you, dangerous to you
But it's necessary they say
You look at me with fear in your eyes
And I look the other way

I'm just going home
I've had a long day
I'll leave you alone
I'll stay out of your way
I'm just going home

Is it the way I look or just 'cause I'm a man
It would be easier to take if I don't understand
Why you need to worry, there's a lot of creeps out there
What can I say to show you that this time
You don't have to be scared, don't have to be scared

Try to say something it's all I can do to you
Don't be afraid of me, I'm not following you
I cross the street look the other way
But I still can't claim your fright
You look back in terror and run into the night

I'm just going home
I've had a long day
I'll leave you alone
I'll stay out of your way
I'm just going home