Trouble down on my own street Domestic violence on repeat Smashed up doors and yelling again Some say you are insane But I don't think so I love you When you are smiling I am too The only troubles I have are yours Please just make them end Until they find you something that cures I hide away at friends
I was saved by the bell or rather saved by hell Because it didn't kill me no it rather drilled me To be doing well
My friends look forward to friday night While I am anxious for the weekend fights In a small apartment there's nowhere to run When chaos has begun I hold my ears to dull the noise But I can still hear your loud voice I hide under my bed 'til it's gone Why can't you get along?
I was saved by the bell or rather saved by hell Because it didn't kill me no it rather drilled me To be doing well
I was saved by hell and now I'm doing well It didn't kill me then It will not kill me now.