So this is where we're at Another fight in the kitchen where I'm laying passed out Asleep from drinking the cleaners Broken down with my Head in my hands I used to be so happy What's happened to me? That's where the Cleaning supplies come in In a state of inhibition My head just spins Broken up and broken down And my head just spins So this is where we're at Another fight in the bedroom where I'm laying passed out Giving into addiction There's been a fight in Every room of this house Where you once stood The walls echo with loneliness That's where the Cleaning supplies come in In a state of inhibition My head just spins Broken up and Broken down and My head just spins I'm trading for dependence at both ends