The Destroyed Room

You're not telling what you feel

You just say you can't deal

You're just lying in an?

You're just saying it ain't real

Mom told you

And I'll tell you

You better pick it up

Clean up your room

I'm not telling you what to feel

I'm just saying I can't deal

You're just lying like a peel

I'm just saying you ain't real

Your mom told you

And I'll tell you

You better straighten up

Besides you messed your [s? ]

You're so hot

You bet

Entangled

Tunafish cans, chocolate wrapper,

Jello [blobs]?, stuffed gorilla, phone bill,

Fax paper, cranberry juice, dirty socks,

Cd's, tapes, guitar pick, new snare,

High school year book

Come... in [comb... and]

All those letters

Your mom told you

And I'll tell you

If you make me cry

I'll poke your eye

I'll tell you ['re in for? ]

You're lying in your room

If what you say is true

Then I say we're through