It's hard to wake upWhen the shades have been pulled shutThis house is haunted It's so patheticIt makes no sense at allI'm ripe with things to sayThe words rot and fall awayIf my stupid poem could fix this homeI'd read it everydaySo here's your holiday hope you enjoy it this timeYou gave it all awayIt was mineSo when you're dead and goneWill you remember this night, twenty years now lostIt's not rightTheir anger hurts my earsBeen running strong for seven yearsRather than fix the problems, they never solve themIt makes no sense at all I see them everydayWe get along, so why can't they?If this is what he wants and what she wants why's there so much pain?So here's your holiday hope you enjoy it this timeYou gave it all awayIt was mineSo when you're dead and goneWill you remember this night, twenty years now lostIt's not rightSo here's your holiday hope you enjoy it this timeYou gave it all awayIt was mineSo when you're dead and goneWill you remember this night, twenty years now lostIt's not rightIt's not rightIt's not right!It's not right
