The Family God

One, two, three, four

She waited right here for 25 years
With nothing to win, she wasted her tears
She nailed shut the door, spilled herself on the floor
She waited too long, then she waited some more

Counting the hours, how much can you hate?
And what does she feel when she finally breaks?
"And what was his name? Oh, God, he fucked like a prince"
He bought her some gifts and more pills to take
A Japanese sword, a German gun with a shine
A ring like the sun, a box with gold lines
A room with a bed, some thin cigarettes
A window that stained and an endless ache
That could never be, could never be
Could never be, could never be
Released

There are people like us, and we walk through this place
And we look just like you, but it's you that we hate
With your struggles and joys, and your freedom to choose
Your freedom to choose, your freedom to choose

Counting the time, filling the glass
Counting our breath, which one will come last?
And what is this face I don't recognize?
Who's kissing these eyes that watch as you cry?
And what have I done? I don't care anymore
What have I become? Who cares anymore?
Just give me some more, give me some more
Give me some more, give me some more
Give me some more, give me some more
Give me some more, give me some more
Release