lying in the corner
with nothing left to do
i've cleaned the house and mopped the floor
all this just to please you

cause i don't need your insults
or anything like that
last time my brother didn't flush
you hit him with a bat

i don't know how you got here
you don't seem like mom's type
he's usually a sweet guy
not one whom mom would fight

but you are here and staying
at least that's what you said
you told us if we called the cops
they'd find all of us dead

so every night i pray to god
hoping he'll answer me
i don't want anybody hurt
just a safe chance to flee

i know that he is busy
but i can tell he's listening too
one day when he has time for us
he'll help us to escape you