Sitting here listening to the grunts and moans to the violent video games on the TV screen,
Death and Mayhem is all to be seen,
Living like this is a distant reality.

Watching the clock pick up its ring at 3:35 (AM),
Look Hannah that's your life,
Look Hannah watch it go by.

I settle myself in - into this lovely, comfortable couch,
Waiting for the answers so slowly,
That could possibly come out of his Mouth.

I sit here and wonder "Truely, what do I want in life?"
Is it the love that opens my mind?
Or is it the lust that corrupted my insides?

Sitting here watching him play these games,
Distant reality - we both live the same,
How can I feel this way when there is another person in my life?
Striking images make me pick up that knife.

Watching the clock pick up its ring at 3:35 (AM),
Look Hannah thats your life,
Look Hannah watch it go by.