Where I come from - Maria Mena

Temper, looks like a bomb went off my side of the room
Simple, say you fell and you hurt yourself, pick up the glass up, get the broom
You're tired, it's time to realize we’re not wired the same and that is why
When we argue we rarely come back from it with whole souls

We talk like they talked where I come from
We fight like they fought where I come from
And I'd rather be alone
Than end up inside a home like the one I come from

Used to pity the lovers who claimed they'd grown apart
Lately I've played with the thought of getting out, a brand new start
Cause I'm tired, it's time to realize we’re not wired the same and that is why
When we argue we rarely come back from it with whole souls

We talk like they talked where I come from
We fight like they fought where I come from
And I'd rather be alone
Than end up inside a home like the one I come from