Aftermath

She's coming home tonight having dealt the final blow

Forgetting half and half of what she doesn't even know

She picks at me for hours with those words she doesn't like

Her freedom is an outrage - in her voice is discontent

She screams and takes a fit when we need money for the rent

And fate is never equal to the money when it's spent

Try evil for a laugh. we're dancing. tables are arranged.

She's lost her contact now she thinks her family is deranged

She takes the blue before the red. it happens every day.

Talking with her's not too easy when she is aware

That everyone around her sees the truth but doesn't care

And if she smartens up it won't be right for me to stay

This two-tone world with it's paper skies

We tear a hole to watch the sun burn holes into our eyes

Our retinas scar and so we learn to stand out of the way

I'm swimming back to shore because the derigible sank

Roland gave me courage when he said i was a tank

I know you won't believe me if it matters and it may.