Blister de Our Lady Peace

Lately i can't breathe
waiting they're chasing me
no one listens but i'm ok with it (don't touch me)
Only i wonder why
if only my hands weren't tied
the world's a blister
but i'm ok with it (don't trust me)
What if i was there
what if i was scared
i'm waiting
they're at my door
but i'll be back again
Lonely, i'm wandering
patrolling for enemies
no one listens but i'm ok with it