The White Stripes This Protector

I never knew that I had to be this protector.
So many thoughts inside my head, a strange collector.
But now, now,
You thought you heard a sound,
There's no one else around,
Looking at the door,
It's coming through the floor.

300 people living out in West Virginia,
Have no idea of all these thoughts that lie within you,
But now...
Now...