Cruel

On the phone she screams
"you don't do anything for me"
Still, she calls all day long
It's awful being alone

Her Sam's got bricks in his head
Lugs around all his anger
Received his mother's traits
Teaches his children the same

Easier to be cruel
Easier to be cruel
Easier to be cruel
Easier to be cruel

I caught what they said
She didn't hang up
The phone at dinner
And I heard too much

Almost uncanny
They must be so tired
To feign sincerity
But never let down their guard

Easier to be cruel
Admitting is the exception, not the rule
Crisis built in our genes
Please, lets not talk about our feelings



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