Under the Floorboards

Door half-open
Hallway black as a hole
TV still flickers
But there's frost on the remote

Clock hands frozen
Every picture turned down
Your name in the mirror
Dripping backwards now

Under the floorboards
Something's breathing your name
Every step that you take
Only feeding the flame
You can run
You can pray
But it waits in the frame
Under the floorboards
It already knows your name (hey)

Phone keeps ringing
From a number you know
Your own voice answers
From the other side slow

Nails on drywall
Tracing circles around
There's a light in the attic
But the power is out

Under the floorboards
Something's breathing your name
Every step that you take
Only feeding the flame
You can run
You can pray
But it waits in the frame
Under the floorboards
It already knows your name (oh)

Don't look down
Don't look under the bed
If you hear it whisper
It's already in your head

Under the floorboards
Something's breathing your name
Every step that you take
Only feeding the flame
You can run
You can pray
But it waits in the frame
Under the floorboards
It already owns your name