The doctors put me in another home
They told me I should think of it as school
They gave me an ugly doll of Minnie Mouse
I hung it from a noose in my bathroom
Sleeping guards wait outside my window
They better make sure nobody gets in
At night they whisper "rambo"
We dare you to think about then

I've got nothing left, nothing at all
I've got nothing left, nothing at all

My memory's built an office so familiar
I cry for the man who stole his face from me
He's got no excuse to give his wife and children
Why he's having sex with his secretary
In dull pain kaleidoscope splinters
The stranger in the mirror starts to fall
The blood is almost covering my body
My head is hardly there at all

I've got nothing left, nothing at all
I've got nothing left, nothing at all