text: In the shadow of the whole
  Where my door used to be
  You never give up, you want more out of me
  Come on in, help yourself
  Scratch around over these empty shelves
  There’s nothing else that I can see except a string of these in some old bowery
  You rip flesh from a bone
  You sip blood from a stone
  I will consider a life of crime
  So I can feed these kids of mine
  And should I fall down, should I fail
  I’ll spend the rest of my days in some stinking jail
  I won’t know who left me to your side
  Stripped of my dignity low and dry
  Uh that’s damn nothing
  Uh, I don’t care
  You rob me blind without a gun
  How can you sleep after what you’ve done?
  There’s nothing but darkness deep in your soul
  There’s no reflection, it’s dark and it’s cold