The day to do day isn't fun anymore
This mundane isn't what I want
I need more
What happened to the love
What happened to the hate
Where's the passion that flowed through this place
Throw a chair
Break a plate
Show me that there's more than this
Feed me poison
Or your kiss
I keep telling you what I need isn't a white picket fence
Or 1.2 children running here, Hence
My anger
My rage
Challenge me with a new day