asylum

You act like I don't know how you toss the cigarettes in the toilet
And I've seen coat and ties unfamiliar in the family's closet
My father fancies everything black and white, it looks good on him
Now I caught myself staring at the pastel-colored menswear

I'll act like I don't know how you change the names on your phonebook
I could be at rage but I like to eat whatever you cook
Everyone loves a smart kid 'til she asks too many questions
You shouldn't be holding a gun when you finally give confessions

I was a child
Didn't you mind?
I was flying colors in between your sides
Oh what a time
Now in an asylum

You act like I don't know how you brought us into her apartment
And we were playing hide and seek while you plant kisses on her neck
The thing with mind
It's good with lies just to make the bad things vanish
Now it's her time to spit some fire
Use the story to her advantage

You act like you don't know why I cry myself to sleep at night
Everybody's running out of this house and there's a reason why
Twenty years of trying and I still managed to survive
We're family of actors, prestige and clean on the outside

I was a child
Didn't you mind?
I was flying colors in between your sides
Oh what a time
Now in an asylum

Now, my greatest fear has come again
Relived my memories back at seven
This is an odd type of regression
Now, my greatest fear has come again
Though this is not spectator's version
I didn't ask for a first-hand experience

Now I'm not a child
It's a difficult life
At least you're both married into the new love of your lives
Oh, what a time
I guess I'm happy for you

And you've got a child
What a beautiful life
You've been given chances to rewrite your lies
Oh what a ride
Stuck in an asylum



Credits
Writer(s): Mariah Deborah Cabatbat
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