She sits alone in the corner of her room crying
She can't help but keep asking the same question
Mom and dad why do you always have to fight?
Mom and dad, do you care that I cry myself to sleep each night?
Do you love eachother, or are you in love with the fighting?
Each time I hear you screaming, I can only wish that I was dreaming
I can only wish that everything in my world could disappear
But everytime the hurt starts to go away
It only begins to re-appear
and I can only think about forever
Whats the point to this life
when all you do is throw away
why the need for all this strife?
What's the point when you just throw all our feelings
and smash everything valuable on the floor
Cuz I can hear you running around accusing everyone
I ask again and again what for?
Now I know you're insecure unlike anyone
Now we no longer feel secure in this home
now everything is and feels so broken
Security that we once felt before
when love was actually here
Now I miss how it once was before
Before everything new about you appeared
Now it seems like everyone I love disappears