Temper
Looks like a bomb went off
My side of the room
Simple
Say you fell and you hurt yourself
Pick up the glass, I'll get the broom
You're tired, it's time to realize
We're not wired, the same and that is why
When we argue
We rarely come back from it with whole souls
We talk like they talked where I come from
We fight like they fought where I come from
And I'd rather be alone
Than end up inside a home…
Like the one, I come from…
Used to
Pity the lovers, who claimed they'd grown apart
But lately
I've played with the thought of getting out
A brand new start…
‘Cause I'm tired, it's time to realize
We're not wired, the same and that is why
When we argue
We rarely come back from it with whole souls
‘Cause we talk like they talked where I come from
We fight like they fought where I come from
And I'd rather be alone
Than end up inside a home…
Like the one, I come from…