Cold Room

Cold shoulder walker
The blinds drawn
On Clarke St
The sounds of
Strangers are fighting
Husband and wife
Domestic violence next door
Keeps me awake into the night
Not hiding for the first time
I want to be brave
To find a new home in this place

Prove to me that you can do more than panic
All heart strings, cold feet, my room is burning
Can't take it
I'm sore from all of the trying
This is my life now

Can't keep a promise
I'm like dad
To improve I have to say that
I want to see straight
My rods and my cones don't work like they used too
Wonder if he would have changed
Or how he'd act these days
No point in asking
I should be sleeping

Prove to me that you can do more than panic
All heart strings, cold feet, my room is burning
Can't take it
I'm sore from all of the trying
This is my life now