Bother

I am invisible but if you stab me the blood will come out anyway
I'm the prey, the easy one and if I had a second face I'd stab myself
They're acting in a theatre in a show that nobody had seen yet
The guardian, I'm that one, at the end of the show I turn the lights out

I'm waiting out the door for someone to just let me in the house of the insecure
I can wait on the front porch, I could stay forever here but my mouth is going to say:
excuse the bother that I am

For an egoist love's a mixture of all the love he demands to receive
His behavior in a mirror takes the shape of his silhouette
So many questions just came to my mind: am I the stranger in this foolish pride?
Come closer, real closer so I can show you how much I'm a loser

I'm waiting out the door for someone to just let me in the house of the insecure
I can wait on the front porch, I could stay forever here but my mouth is going to say:
excuse the bother that I am

I'm not crying for this dumb world