What Happened to You?

Where are you?
Are you even home?
I noticed the chair lying on the ground there.
Why's there broken glass and
what the hell has happened?
Why does it look like a warzone?

There's dents in the walls,
guess I'll get the plaster and the paint.
I'll put anew chair on the "things to buy" list.
I'm sure with a bit of glue we can fix up this vase;
too bad some glue can't ever fix this place.

What happened to you? The guy I used to know,
we were so close and I feel so distant,
you're so far away.
I think you're crazy, what's going on here?
Please come and tell me,
please answer me.

I'm afraid I'll come home and find that
this house is now a very shallow grave.
You'll wind up getting mad,
it'll get so bad that you'll end up killing her.
I'm afraid to go to sleep at night knowing
that you're there.
How can Daddy keep the monsters away
if he can't even try to save himself?

What's the problem?
What are you afraid of?
Are you afraid we'll rebel
and forsake your name?
I can't take you anywhere,
I don't wanna go there.

Just shut up, I don't need to hear this;
you want us to obey,
be good little children.
You made us the opposite,
we don't like your hateful ways.
If you have a problem,
you should try and work things out.

Throwing chairs around,
that doesn't solve crap.
I'm afraid to speak up,
I "can't do no wrong".
I'm the son of a bitch
and I'm Satan's son.
I'm afraid to speak up,
'cause I might be the next one in line
for a good bitching out.

What happened to you?
How could you betray us?
We were all you had,
you threw it all away.
What happened to you?
How could you do this to us?
We were all you had...
and you threw it all away.