All the good people living under the steeple
Where they made up all their love
And the bad people with good intentions
But you never could be the one
And all the clean people have obscene egos but their having all the fun
And the drug people don't judge people but we just cant kick the junk
But me, I'm somewhere in between
I know not what it means to be in love, to be alone
to be in someone else's dreams
All the good people living under the steeple
Where they made up all their love
And the bad people with good intentions
But you never could be the one
All the rich people sitting waiting for sequels
Because they just can't get enough
And the poor people we are negative equals
Because we just can't add it up
But me, I'm somewhere in betweeen
I know not what it means to be in love to be alone
to be in someone else but me
Someone that you know
Someone who would love to be turned off, to be turned on
To be the static when you sleep