Sorted Out by Max Gowan Lyrics

[Verse]
Puncture in the side
Punched in through the wall
It's looking back across the stairs
I wonder why I put it there
There's nothing here
To keep you occupied without those fears
They've become so clear
I'm unprepared
All that I can be is running scared
But it's waiting there

[Chorus]
Someone might move in
A few years down the road
And they will never understand
The little boy who hurt his hand
Just help me, please
Pack my bags and put me on the street
I guess I'm free
Don't worry now
Everything will all be sorted out
I just don't see how