The man in the box declares it's late
the rebelious girl just couldn't wait
to take a seat closest to the stage
and release the beast shes kept in her cage
Tom Foolery, her lover has finished at last
he promised her a love song, but thats in the past
a boy and his fort, the last of his platoon
has lost all interest in toys and cartoons
he'd rather be a soldier, no prisoners to claim
but 10 confirmed kills and a son he's yet to name
his mother doesn't have a secret stash of sweets
but at her night stand, there lies a tastey treat
when her dreams keep her tossing about
reach for the bottle to run them all out
pay no attention to that empty spot on your bed
for father has found a better place to rest his head
im sure you recall the frequent trips to the store
apparently daddy is looking for more
but outside our home, alls lovely, alls well
nighty night dear, to our disfunctional hell