rpt. So I'm all surrounded By the things I thought I'd put away And I'm all surrounded By the things I thought I'd put away An there s a pile in the closet That's where I threw some yesterday Maybe under the rug That's where I swept some the other day So the mess is drawing forces Outside I hear them say Just come out with your hands up So we can blow you away And I walk out the door Get blown wide open By the things I'd put away And I wasn't even warned Just blown wide open Now the mess is where I lay So I'm all surrounded By the things I thought I'd put away So I'm all surrounded By the things I thought I'd put away And if I'm a slob Well I never looked at it that way Irresponsible Well you're not the first to say But I told her I'm sorry I never wanted it this way Yeah, I still need her But the mess won't go away And I walk out the door Get blown wide open By the things I'd put away And I'm out on the porch Just blown wide open Now the mess is where I lay over interlude solo Yeah, blown wide open x3 The gun's still smokin' Blood keeps flowin' Blown wide open Why's she going All surrounded