Did you do that to yourself? There's things we don't talk about (Stop it, I don't like it!) (Stop it, I don't like it!) Everything, too loud Everything, too loud (Stop it, I don't like it!) (Stop it, I don't like it!) She is in the floor Everything, too loud Everything, too loud (The little girl will not look at any of this stuff She was looking backwards At the little ones who were still inside of her At the little one who is trying to stand up The little one that's still crawling At the little boys and the little girls who are still in there At the ten year olds and the teenagers And she was looking back at mommy Who still holds power to her and still holds the ring And outside of them is anger I'm angry. I'm angry that it's taking so many goddamn people To put me together again!)