Broke House

Praying God is in the house
A house consumed by fiction
A rough hand in her blouse
Abused by his addiction
His mouth is full of lies
Her life is helter skelter
There is no compromise
There is no path to shelter

Living in a Broke House
Everything is busted
Dagger-and-cloak house
Where nobody's trusted
Shadow and smoke house
All the locks are rusted
Living in a Broke House
(Living in a broke house)

Yeah, he was kind at first
Refuge from her crazy father
Now she can't tell what's worse
Ravaged wife or ravaged daughter
Thru the smokescreen of lies
He comes intoxicated
Force himself between her thighs
He leaves her lost and naked

Living in a Broke House
Everything is busted
Dagger-and-cloak house
Where nobody's trusted
Shadow and a smoke house
All the locks are rusted
Living in a Broke House
(Living in a broke house)

It comes in from the south
She sees it in his eyes
One hand across her mouth
Neighbors won't hear her cries
This house becomes a cage
There is no compromise
When his lust and anger rage
She is the sacrifice

Living in a Broke House
Everything is busted
Dagger-and-cloak house
Where nobody's trusted
Shadow and smoke house
All the locks are rusted
Living in a Broke House
(Living in a broke house)

Living in a Broke House
She'd like to burn it down
A sea of flames and smoke house
And tell the whole damn town
It's an inside joke house
Where she never gets the joke
Living in a broke house (living in a broke house)