He's coming home mean Better cook better clean Never left that ugly scene Stuck in the fucking 50's
Got lost in the TV With your stack of magazines And a time warped dream Of your perfect family
Embedded in your heads Outdated images Get married have the kids Then rejoice cause that's all you get
He comes home mean And you've cooked and you've cleaned And he hasn't said a thing
Not transparent You're unseen You're unseen
Oh they're the haunted housewives Oh all mixed up in a past life Oh still convinced that it's their role Oh they're the haunted housewives Oh they're the haunted housewives