It's so figured out, the Haven of thought

At eighteen and reasoning with

Car seats and wedding bands in the lot

Swinging back for twenty-two

Each hour, sweaty hands scrounge for change

One-sided glass and sick demands

You’re sold each day to the anonymous buyer

Who plans to break in, the husband, the liar

You're sold each day to the anonymous buyer

Who plans to break in, the husband, the liar

The divinely crafted breath cheapened in each rhythm

Just steps lower than the angel

Each day in his mind, you walk in him

This is more than free time

More than a wage

Plans to rape yourself with the coming of age

You're sold each day to the anonymous buyer

Who plans to break in, the husband, the liar

You’re sold each day to the anonymous buyer

Who plans to break in, the husband, the liar

It's my eyes that feed my mind

It's my eyes that feed my mind

Haven they can't let you go

Reaching out, they take a hold

This is all their own design

Sleeping with you in their minds

Haven, they won't let you go

Reaching out, they take a hold

This is all their own design

Sleeping with you all the time