Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here

I think you should come up here

Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here

I think you should come up here

(Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic)

Yet another day of all the suffering it gave

I was just a little boy ever so naive

Amy was my best friend, I never want to hurt her

I never wanna ever wanna think about her murder

On the playground, I chase her down the slide

I chase her cross the monkey bars

And she would run and hide

Jinglin and tumbling, I pushed her off the sled

Amy coincidently hit her head

Jumbling inside my brain, down came the rain

Amy isn't answering, who would get the blame?

Amy isn't laughing, Amy isn't crying

Amy isn't really breathing, God I think she's dying

Suddenly, the air is cold I must get her inside

Even though she died, Amy has to hide

Nobody must ever know that I made Amy sick

Lock her up forever in the attic

Maybe it's best they buy it, thinking did she really die

I'm thinking if it's really true

Then how come I am telling you

And if I really meant to do it

Should I be a victim too

Should I walk the terror stairs

And see if all my terror fairs, no

Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here

Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone ecstatic

I think you should come up here

Mr. Piser, I think you should come up here

I think you should come up here



Every day I suffer but eleven years have passed

How long will this keep and the nightmares last

Sitting in my living room, another strange feeling

I think I'm hearing tiny footsteps on the ceiling

Looking in my mirror, the image isn't clear

I feel as if a little girl is standing at my rear-