In one sad breath you’ve said it all…
a piece that finally has a name.
This sigh has roots so deep that [bad word] with Mothers veins.
Landlords of this burning house, I swear we’re never moving out.
We’ll leave the light on and pies upon the sill.
Misery [bad word]  a relationship sewn before us, which makes us puppets in a play.
An though I’ve never seen our lines, we sing and dance a scripted life…
If we only knew the end.
NOBODY GETS AWAY.
NOBODY GETS AWAY THIS TIME.

STAND IN LINE AND DON’T FORGET TO SMILE.
I’m the crier, I’m the thorn.
With every spill of milk I’m torn in two.
I’m really not sure how I got to be this way…
or why I love a sad parade. The pageantry washed in a rain.
I’ve dried all my clothes but I’m soaked down to the core.
Misery [bad word] assure no matter where we aim pity, it’ll always lead you home.
NOBODY GETS AWAY.
NOBODY GETS AWAY THIS TIME.
STAND IN LINE AND DON’T FORGET TO SMILE.