I’m sitting
here and I’m all alone
the yelling keeps me company ‘cause mom and dad have forgotten how to love one
another
now the tensions getting thick and mommy’s running out the door
I wish I had another friend besides the one in the mirror
commissioned by the love in broken homes
everything just stops when you’re sitting here all alone...
I’m sitting here and I’m all alone
there’s so much love in broken homes.
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