You make everything seem like I do it on purpose
Maybe it's because you're a middle child and you crave the attention
I forget to do something one time
And you throw your rage unto me
You lose all sense of sanity
Your anger towards me forces my environment to be silent
I'm forced to endure your ******* hums
Another Christian rock song
All because of the fact
That I forgot to vacuum last night

You say you don't ask for much from me
But I guess that translates to I must be perfect
I don't know how to be
I'm sorry its 70 degrees and I just want to wear a hoodie

Literally the small things I do to you point out
Then you go insane like a clown
You say I don't care about what you say
But if I didn't give a ****, I'd have my own place