Here you go again
getting on about
talking...talking...
Talking about
that townhouse.

I felt like a caged mouse
there's a way in, but...
no way out.

Blood stained walls
Cracked floors
Should I say more!?
Creepy neighbors
Meddling bugs
Enough, now hush!

Why the townhouse?!
Why the townhouse?!
Just why?

Thinking about that house
gives me nightmares
don't you want our family safe?
Do you even care?

A townhouse where
a husband and wife
wish for more money
and not enjoying life
where the children
are spoiled rotten
and they cry
all the time.

So stop mentioning
that townhouse
one more word
and you are out
Where we are now
is perfectly fine
don't say it again
don't waste my time.

*I'll stay and live here
because I'm nourished
You can go out there
as I watch you...
flourish...back into
the townhouse.