Текстове на песни: Say Anything. Baseball. Rats.

I?m starting to notice all of these tails on people I know
And they weren?t there over an hour ago
My ears are ringing with the sound of squeaking
And I swear I may be the very last man on earth
I smell a rat
I smell a slew of them
Skittering around the ceiling and the ground
And its not myself
So it must be everybody else
I smell a rat
Board the doors, I?m staying in tonight
Won?t give in, give up, without a fight
Pick up an axe
Its time to fight for my life
I?ve got no one to come home to