| I’m sittin' on a time-bomb | 
| The world is like a time-bomb | 
| And it’s about to explode… | 
| There once was a young boy… a modestly done boy | 
| Who seemed pretty normal on sight | 
| Wantin' for nothin'…but wantin' for somethin' | 
| But mama made everything right | 
| Inside her protection he learned of rejection | 
| By a world that was not quite his own | 
| He took his reward in a double-edged sword | 
| Now the poor boy is always alone | 
| He built himself a time-bomb | 
| A ticking, talking time-bomb | 
| It’s about to explode under me | 
| His world is like a time-bomb | 
| A walking, talking time-bomb | 
| It’s about to explode under me | 
| Now off on a new day… alone in her own way | 
| A young girl waits by the phone | 
| Longin' for daddy… she's missin' him badly | 
| She knows that he’s not comin' home | 
| So down by the levee… her heart weighin' heavy | 
| She knows that she’s got to break free | 
| She falls when she sees him… she knows how to please him | 
| They can’t see the woods for the trees | 
| She built herself a time-bomb | 
| A walking, talking time-bomb | 
| It’s about to explode under me | 
| She’s sittin' on a time-bomb | 
| A ticking, talking time-bomb | 
| It’s about to explode under me | 
| You gotta have faith late into the night | 
| If there’s another day… try to make it right | 
| Find another way… shine another light | 
| So now they’re both older… their world growin' colder | 
| And nothin' appears as it seemed | 
| They look to their future… and the wounds that they nurture | 
| And try to hold on to their dreams | 
| This terrible twosome have really been through some | 
| Scenes that they both know by heart | 
| Mem’ries that jail them… support that has failed them | 
| And they laugh but it tears them apart | 
| We’re sittin' on a time-bomb | 
| A ticking, talking time-bomb | 
| It’s about to explode under me | 
| This world is like a time-bomb | 
| A walking, talking time-bomb | 
| It’s about to explode under me | 
| The world is like a time-bomb | 
| A ticking, talking time-bomb | 
| We’re sittin' on a time-bomb and it’s about to explode | 
| I see the enemy… and he looks like me | 
| I see the enemy… and he looks like me | 
| Looks a lot like you--looks a lot like me | 
| Looks a lot like you--looks a lot like me |