Every House

There's no fucking food in this house
But the T.V. is blaring
Maybe that'll fill me up
TV tells me girls don't eat anyway

Think my brother's home
But I wouldn't know
He's in his room and I'm in mine
Mother says its sad we don't even talk

Is it like this in every house?
We don't talk about it,
So why would anyone else.
If we were quiet
Would we hear the neighbors
Scream at each other too
Is it like this in every house?
Every house, every fucking house.

Mom and Dad are fighting
Wonder if the neighbor's can hear
Dad hates his job
And mom's never home

Little sis is shitting bricks
So I take her to the park
I find it truly amazing
how we face this every fucking day

Is it like this in every house?
We don't talk about it,
So why would anyone else.
If we were quiet
Would we hear the neighbors
Scream at each other too
Is it like this in every house?
Every house, every fucking house.