Jessica Alba

its hard to wake up

when the shades have been pulled shut
this house is haunted
its so pathetic
it makes no sense at all
im ripe with things to say
the words rot and fall away
if this stupid poem could fix this home
i'd read it everyday

so heres your holiday
hope u enjoy it this time
u gave it all away
it was mine
so when ur dead and gone
will you remember this nite
twenty years now lost
its not rite

your anger hurts my ears
been runnin' strong for seven years
rather than fix the problems
they never solve them
it makes no sense at all
i see them everyday
we get along so why can't they
if this is what he wants and its what she wants
then why's there so much pain

so heres your holiday
hope u enjoy it this time
u gave it all away
it was mine
so when ur dead and gone
will you remember this nite
twenty years now lost
its not rite

so heres your holiday
hope u engoy it this time
u gave it all away
it was mine
so when ur dead and gone
will you remember this nite
twenty years now lost
its not rite

its not right
its not right.........