Dust in every crevice
Of this crumbling house.
Sooner or later,
Something's gotta give.
Piles to the ceiling like mountains,
Slowly growing over time.
One way or another,
Something's gotta give.
A man who drove everyone away
And wonders why they left him.
Someway, somehow,
Something's gotta give.
A soulless kitchen,
An unbeating heart.
Eventually,
Something's gotta give.
