I suppose nothing really matters
When you're back against the ropes
And you're down and out

So I propose you make some little changes
To the way you live your life right now
Oh, to the way you live your life right now
Oh, oh, oh

All you need is what you don't see
I know your type, I know your type

So I move close, crack the door to your basement
Switch the lights on
You're crying alone

So I compose the last notes of a song I wrote
To tell you that I'll be fine
Oh, and I'll tell you that I'll be fine

All you need is what you don't see
I know your type, I know your type
So get up on the street and find yourself some peace
And I know your type, I know your type

And I felt bad about what I had said
So I wrote down a list of things I'd change for you

All you need is what you don't see
I know your type, I know your type
So get up on the street and find yourself some peace
And I know your type, I know your type