Broken Kitchen Silences

(shhh-shhh-shhh) Chopping tomatoes, slicing them clean Hoping to finish before he joins the

scene There is a click at the door,

he walks

inside Is it Dr.

Jekyll or is it Mr.

Hyde? I turn around,

trying to read his face Looking for a sign,

searching for a trace My heart is beating fast as he takes

a stride Looks like we are dealing with Hyde tonight

He whispers of a drive,

high up in the canyon hills

Where nobody can hear you scream,

a speech that chills (canyon hills) (so dark) I try to act

nonchalant, walking to the sink

Hoping he won't see me tremble,

won't see me blink

Oh, a perfect picture of a home under the full moon He

thinks he's got a prize,

ending way too soon

But there's something in the dark,

shifting in the deep (yeah)

I'm the nightmare that you meet when you fall asleep

He strikes like a cobra,

grabs onto my arm Pulling me so close,

promising no harm He smiles like a cat who's playing with a

mouse Laughing at my fear,

echoing in the house He says he'd never hurt me,

jabs me for a nod I swallow down my panic,

pretending he's a god I whisper 'yes,

of course' and I try to play along Because I know the

monster in this house is strong (ahhhh)

Let go of restraint,

let the change complete (hahaha) You thought I was the prey,

but I've got to eat

Eyes wide, gasping, swallow you whole Now the lake is empty,

and I took your soul

He

retreats to the back,

I let out a breath

(hummmm-mmmmm-hmmm) I keep on cooking,

staring at

death

Is this really

marriage, another day to face? (shhh)