n the house next door there's a family of four I think the mom and dad used to be in love but they aren't anymore I hear them every day THe angry words they say And I wonder how much yellin and screamin those two litte kids can take I can't imagine growing up in such a cloudy
Some people say it's better if two people stay together until the kids are grown sometimes it seems more broken than a broken home
There's no dinner time THere's no neighborhood walks And their daddy doesn't always come straight home from work when he gets off when he finally does the voices fire like guns and it's more like a battle or a way then any kind of love
some people say it's better if two people stay together till the kids are grown but sometimes it seems more broken than a broken home
and this house we have i don't see much of my dad but as for me and my mom if we stay strong and do the best we can she makes me smile and i make her laugh
sometimes people say its better if two people stay together till the kids are grown oh but sometimes it seems more broken than a broken home sometimes it seems more broken than a broken home