Seventh time I went inside
He seemed to believe with all of his eyes
He seemed to see me
Sofa Man was sitting down
With wax in his hand and gold in his crown
He didn't want to say
Seven times he fills his mind
With the pain and the sorrow that he left behind
Oh yeah he sees you
Cuts the skin that holds the pain
It holds it close and it holds it within
Oh yeah it seeps through
Draw the line
Oh you'll feel fine
Knowing tomorrow
See the signs
Oh you'll feel fine
Dying another day
Oh he see you, and he knows you
And he sees you know
Want you to sit with me
Sofa Man, what do you need
Want you to take me through
To the place you once knew