Feb 12, 2007 00:42
These mornings make you rather irate
To wait for someone always here late
If she stuck to cleaning in her shower
It would take her less than half an hour
And you think you know,
But you never know
You can't see the signs, forget what caused it
A fact of life, it's inescapable
Business takes you far from your home
You force another wistful fake moan
But each trip takes you to your lover
And your wife gets bedded by another
And you think you know,
But you never know
You can't see the signs, forget what caused it
A fact of life, it's inescapable
We all hide skeletons in our closets
The boys all told you that you're pretty
The memories used to make you giddy
But hunger forces them to pale
A wasting slave to bathroom scale
And you think you know,
But you never know
You can't see the signs, forget what caused it
A fact of life, it's inescapable
We all hide skeletons in our closets
And the bones rattle
The bones rattle
Cause no shortage of stress
The bones rattle,
The growing plea to tattle
Insistent that you confess
Busy doctor works the E-ward
His glazed look tells you that he is bored
But he's never been seen wearing sandals
And he pins the morphine theft on vandals
And you think you know,
But you never know
You can't see the signs, forget what caused it
A fact of life, it's inescapable
Alright, so it doesn't have a seventeen year old girl to identify with... or does it?