So this is where we're at
Another fight in the kitchen where
I'm laying passed out
Asleep from drinking the cleaners
Broken down with my
Head in my hands
I used to be so happy
What's happened to me?
That's where the
Cleaning supplies come in
In a state of inhibition
My head just spins
Broken up and broken down
And my head just spins
So this is where we're at
Another fight in the bedroom where
I'm laying passed out
Giving into addiction
There's been a fight in
Every room of this house
Where you once stood
The walls echo with loneliness
That's where the
Cleaning supplies come in
In a state of inhibition
My head just spins
Broken up and
Broken down and
My head just spins
I'm trading for dependence at both ends