Your Rants And Raves

Bouncing back and forth

like a ball on a wall

and I'm so sore

you break me when I fall.

I'm here and there

I'm everywhere

I've got a heartache

but you don't care.

With all the hell that you raise

it ought to bring demons

up and out of their graves

from hearin' you screamin'

out your rants and raves.

You think that I'm blind

and I don't see

that you're warping my mind

and it's killing me.

And when you call

I'm up and down

I can hear you bawl

runnin' me in the ground.