I Don'T Want To Leave

I don't want to leave I've always wanted my own house, there's no point in arguing with you so I stay quiet like a mouse. You say we'll have to move next Fall I think you're jumping the gun, you always get like this when bills are bad you always want to run. Stop being such a cry baby we'll make it through, you know, they're my bills as well paying them isn't always up to you. I will get a damn job so stop being in your cry baby mode, take a damn chill pill it's not only us going down this road. If I get a job though you have to promise me this, stop drinking and flushing our money every time you take a piss. It isn't fair to me because you feel this way, my dream of being a homeowner, shattered I guess that's the price I'll pay. Copyright Cynthia Jones May.13/2015