Cold Sweat

How am I supposed to think in a house,
When my family is always crying?
Nothing worse than just getting by,
The drought of debt, it leaves us dry.
Please know weʼre doing our very best,
Iʼve been dragging us through the rest,
But it’s still not good enough for you.
You left me here
Now I feel like Iʼm the only one without room to breathe
One day it will make sense
But right now it’s hard to see
What’s left of myself,
No truth in your memory.
I need this time to make you see,
This lifeʼs not what it seems to be.
You talk behind closed doors
About everything youʼre going through,
How the hell was I supposed to know?
What the fuck is wrong with you?
You think you know uncomfortable,
I could write you 100 books.
Facedown on the hard wood floor,
It’s an image that still comes back for more.
With my bare hands I brought us nothing at all,
I tried so hard to be the one not to call. You left me here
Now I feel like Iʼm the only one without room to breathe
One day it will make sense
But right now it’s hard to see
What’s left of myself,
No truth in your memory.
I need this time to make you see,
This lifeʼs not what it seems to be.
How the hell was I supposed to know,
What the fuck is wrong with you?