Oh me oh my
Get out of your 1950´s fantasy,
Your face shines with misery transparently
Spew out that sobering
half-assed victim rhetoric

Make ´em all squirm
while they chew on it
It´s a secret handshake
and a passing wink of the eye
As the witches bridge club weekly
meets to pen the tail on the sly
But they never ask
"why oh why don´t we raise our voices to the sky?"
Instead we´re mute
and fawn just waiting to die
Like some kind of hopeless housewife
But you can change while you´re alive
and let ´em all know
at least you tried
to kill the demons inside
Oh me oh my
Damn your transcendental paralysis

We can work together
and make sense of this
Don´t be so sure
you can chuck it all away
You´ve got to proceed
no matter how bad you want to stay
It´s a natural cause
and a comfort zone
there in your head
And the world turns away
as you tap the snooze button in bed
But nobody can hear a word you said
Your history was never read
Instead you´re mute and fawn
just waiting to die
Like some kind of hopeless housewife
But you can change while you´re alive
and let ´em all know

at least you tried
to kill the demons inside