They really don't understand what I mean, they just don't get what I say. They don't know what I'm cryin' for, or why I want to run away.
She blames me for everything, even if I'm not involved. It's always my fault, until the problem's solved.
I remind him of someone, so he's just as bad. Bringing up the past, and the things he's never had.
The other two just don't get it, and sometimes it's just as well. That they don't know every day here I spend, is another day in Hell.
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