No Skin Off Your Nose

You never sleep and if you do
Not for long
Press your knuckles on the tiles
See the white show through
You' re standing just a foot away
From the throng
Climb up on a chair
To see whatever is on top of there
It's no skin off your nose
You don't move
Your heart is shut like a
Security door
Everybody grins at you
It's like they like you too much
Living here is holding your head
Over a heater all day
You'll see what went wrong
Even if you slip and you're not
So young
They'd charge for everything
Didn't matter a bit
Nothing for nothing they'd say
But they're not really there