The Night He Came Home (The Shape)

[Intro] [whispers panned L/R] he’s here he’s here he’s here [Verse 1] October in my rearview knife in the glove, that’s a clear cue mask in the trunk, face blank like the moon heartbeat tapping out doom-dah-doom Porch light flickers, that’s my signal little suburb house turned sinful every front door like a fresh-cut vein every hallway hums my name Walk slow, hear the leaves get crushed whole damn block in a death-row hush babysitter on the couch with a cheap-ass wine she don’t know that the ticking’s mine breath on the glass make a fog halo eyes in the blinds say “fuck, lay low” too late, see the white mask glow I am what the shadows grow [Chorus] It’s the night he came home lock your doors, you still ain’t alone when The Shape walks in, all hope gone you pray to a god that clocked out long It’s the night he came home blood on the porch, on the plastic gnome when The Shape steps out, that’s your tombstone this whole quiet town just a slaughter-zone (yeah) [Verse 2] Jack-o’-lantern grin with a slit too wide kitchen knife shine like a fucked up guide kids in sheets run past my feet they think I’m costume, I think they meat sister on the phone tryna warn her friend I cut the cord, let the static end silhouette in the door like a bad cartoon but the red on the wall ain’t Mar-o-on Blue lights flash at the end of the lane doc screaming that I slipped my chain he know my file, all the blacked-out shit every scribbled note say I don’t quit I don’t speak, I don’t plead, don’t feel only thing real is the urge to kill I ain’t rage, I ain’t broken soul I’m the empty space where a heart should go [Chorus] It’s the night he came home lock your doors, you still ain’t alone when The Shape walks in, all hope gone you pray to a god that clocked out long It’s the night he came home blood on the porch, on the plastic gnome when The Shape steps out, that’s your tombstone this whole quiet town just a slaughter-zone [Bridge] [beat filters, echoing keys] See your breath in the living room light (shh) floorboard squeak like “run or die” you text “come quick” but the bars all drop ’cause I’m in the signal, I cut that off In your closet, under bed I live rent-free in your head you move, I’m behind you you blink, I remind you (hey!) [Chorus] It’s the night he came home lock your doors, you still ain’t alone when The Shape walks in, all hope gone you pray to a god that clocked out long It’s the night he came home last scream stuck in your throat like stone when The Shape shows up, you ain’t grown you just one more name that this house owns