You have me captive
Why? Do you want me dead?
You feed me which is something
Although it's usually stale bread
Above me wood creaks
When you walk around the house
No point in me shouting though
I sound like a little mouse
Here you come again
Telling me I won't get harmed
I think your to docile for that
So thank you but I'll stay alarmed
I hope you get what your after
Maybe money or just your kicks
I'll keep listening to the clock upstairs
Why it slowly chimes and ticks