Four Story Tantrum

She lives in a four story tantrum for a long face
A house that her parents hand-crafted for her
A trashcan, a toilet, is all that she sees inside
Outside, a world that doesn’t know her at all
She doesn’t need much besides the clothes on her floor
Solace in someone with softer remarks
The courage to be by herself and be okay this time
She just doesn’t want to remember it all
So don’t tell me I’m wrong or right
Consider yourself for once
Leave me alone to wrap myself up in my fantasies
Snap me in half, burn me alive
I’ll suffer it all, for the consequences are nothing at all
Just tell me it starts all over now
Life’s too hard sometimes
Give it your all, and all that you get is tired
The more that you spend, the more all your friends begin to see you erased
Chastised and chased from them
Don’t you fear, don’t give up
Too late for now, but don’t, no, don’t give up
So neighbor, don’t give up
So neighbor, don’t you fear, don’t give up
She lives in a four story tantrum for a long face
And outside there’s no one and nothing