oh momma please don't do this to me
don't turn away and pretend you don't know me
don't say that you didn't know what was goin on in the back room
the door was open
you heard the carnal sins screaming out
you heard
daughter screaming for
father to stop beating
brother who in turn yelled at
father to stop touching
me
but you just made apple pie
you saw us as the flawless family unit
that was your lie
father
mother
sister
brother
but that didn't change what was going on in that back room while you were baking apple pie
that night we ate at a morgue
the corpses were eating apple pie
the perfect family unit
eating their pie
father
mother
sister
brother