Well I'm not a robot I've got feelings inside
I bleed when I'm cut some day I'll die
I've got a life, A child and a wife
I've got a mortgage to pay

I got a room in my house it's mine
There's a lock on the door
My PC's full of ideas from my head
About changing the law

But I'm not a vigilante oh no
I'm not a vigilante oh no
But I'm tired so tired

Well I wake in the morning and it's hell on the street
Is everyone blind, does nobody see?
I got a knife, I got a purpose in life
But I won't use it no way

I got a place in my heart it's hidden
There's a lock on the door
Sometimes I wanna let the secret outside
Don't want to close it no more

But I'm not a vigilante oh no
I'm not a vigilante oh no
But I'm tired so tired

But I'm not a vigilante oh no
I'm not a vigilante oh no
But I'm tired so tired

But I'm not a vigilante oh no
I'm not a vigilante oh no
But I'm tired so tired