I keep sweepin' this floor
washin' clothes, dishes, babies
trying to clean up this mess
you made of me, my family.
Cry on that rebel
chocolate cake we got
because why the hell not
we're broke anyway
four dollars
same as four million
Selling eggs, sperm, smiles
Noodles and tomato sauce
to stop feeling hungry
even though I'm sick from it
spending the night
flushing undigested noodles,
expensive water
and all of my crazy pills
Stabbing myself in the ear
hoping I won't hear myself think