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[lovelymonroe]

Its hard to wake up
When the shades have been pulled shut
This house is haunted
Its so pathetic
It makes no sense at all

I'm ripe with things to say
The words just rot and fall away
If my stupid poem
could fix this home
I'd read it every day

So here's your holiday
hope you enjoy it this time
you gave it all away
It was mine
so when your dead and gone
will you remember this night
twenty years now lost
it's not right

Their anger hurts my ears
been running strong for seven years
rather than fix the problem
they never solve them
it makes no sense at all
I see them everyday
We get along so why can't they
if its what he wants
and its what she wants
then why's there so much pain

So here's your holiday
hope you enjoy it this time
you gave it all away
It was mine
so when your dead and gone
will you remember this night
twenty years now lost
it's not right