No.
Yes.
No.
No.
Shut up.
Let go.
Go.
Just go.
Leave me alone.
I can’t stand it anymore.
Out the door.
The kids are torn.
It’s a storm.
And the umbrella’s gone.
Just like my trust.
My home.
You’re just a painful sore.
Itch it again.
Scratch away the pain.
You just won’t go away.
Laugh again.
We’ll bury our hatred
With bags of heavy gold
That we can’t afford yet
Burn our bills
In big rubber ba...
