So much arguing, so many tears,
Everything that is happening is part of my fears.
My house is becoming a broken home, oh god how I hate this life,
All this arguing and crying, someone give me the knife!
I isolate myself from all this arguing and crying and pain,
I want to escape, please don’t argue again.
We were so happy! Struggling with money, but getting by,
But we are not happy, no money, how hard must we try?
No money causes all the arguments, all the arguments cause the crying,
I want out of it! Leave me alone, oh no, I’m arguing and crying.
I can’t believe my once happy house is turning into a broken home,
I think I was created to be left alone.
