Footsteps. Just because... (ou não)

Don't even think about reachin' me,
I won't be home.
Don't even think about stoppin' by,
Don't think of me at all.
I did, what I had to do,
If there was a reason, it was you...

Don't even think about gettin' inside,
Voices in my head, voices…
I got scratches, all over my arms,
One for each day, since I fell apart…
I did, what I had to do,
If there was a reason, it was you...

Footsteps in the hall, it was you, you.
Pictures on my chest, it was you,
It was you...

I did, what I had to do,
And if there was a reason,
Oh, there wasn't no reason, no !
And if, there's something you'd like to do,
Just let me continue, to blame you…