I'm not letting you in,
Not a chance,
Out of luck
I've locked up the doors,
The windows are barred,
I'm sorry, but you're a little bit stuck.

Keep banging all you want,
I can't hear you at all,
I'm too busy living my life,
You won't be the one to make me fall.

Call the cops, that's fine,
But we'll see who gets arrested,
And who ends up in a darkened room,
Interrogated and continuously tested.
I'll be sat with the jury,
Smiling as you try to plead not guilty,
You cry and you beg like an idiot,
But we need people in the world less filthy.

I walk away,
You walk the line,
I'm sat at a bar,
You're behind prison bars,
I'm secure at home
While you're secured in handcuffs.