| I walk the streets and reach my home |
| I call a friend up on the phone |
| One loud click they’re listening in Everything I do is heard and seen |
| I can’t escape their prying eyes |
| I wish I’d never told those lies |
| My life is held in abeyance |
| Maybe it’s true it could be happening to you |
| My life is under surveillance |
| Don’t think you’re immune it could be happening to you |
| I have to meet you far away |
| But they’ll still find me anyway |
| Cause I can run but I can’t hide |
| The fear and pain I feel inside |
| I can’t escape their prying eyes |
| They always see through my disguise |
| My life is held in abeyance |
| Maybe it’s true it could be happening to you |
| My life is under surveillance |
| Don’t think you’re immune it could be happening to you |
| I walk the streets and reach my home |
| I call a friend up on the phone |
| They never leave me on my own |
| I know I never walk alone |
| I can’t escape their prying eyes |
| I wish I’d never told those lies |
| My life is held in abeyance |
| Maybe it’s true it could be happening to you |
| My life is under surveillance |
| Don’t think you’re immune it could be happening to you |