Letra da Música Number Sixteen de Or Nothing

Let’s take a look on down the street
To find the houses in a row
Faces
painted white so pretty
Wrapped and topped with a bow
Pretty neighbors
smiling at you
Morning breaks another day
This is suburbia my friend
What’s
going on inside anyway?
Let’s take a look at number sixteen
Dog is barking on
the lawn
Flowers in the window sill
Nothing really going on
Or so it seems
let’s look inside
Oh what have we here?
Wife Susan is in tears
She’s crying
on her bed in fear
And where is husband John
In this sad and somber
scene?
Why screaming at his wife of course
Crying about mediocrity

Well I
can’t stand the fakes
Or what they take
The show is splashed over our
eyes
I can’t believe that just down the street
People scream people cry
Just
like number sixteen…

And where is sister Sarah while mom and dad fight?
Why
shooting up with her “friends”
Peer pressure prevails it seems at
night
Disregarding curfew is the least of her concern
That bloody needle in
her arm
That thrill that careless endless burn
Shame they didn’t care about
her
When they had the chance
Yeah they were too busy screaming
In a fucking
useless trance
Poor girl is trying to make sense of it all
She’s falling into
the pits of sorrow
When she didn’t choose to fall
If only there were a
way
To get it through there heads
The fighting wont solve anything
Now silly
Sarah is as good as dead

Well I can’t stand the fakes
Or what they
take
The show is splashed over our eyes
I can’t believe that just down the
street
People scream people cry
Just like number sixteen…

Lets take a step
back as we're falling apart
And see what we got in here
Well There's a family
in pieces on the floor
Oh my fucking dear
Sarah's shooting up while mom and
dad yell
the dog
is locked outside
This is a house thats built on

mistrust
this is a house thats built on lies
god only knows how long it'll
be
before they all implode
divorce drugs and demise
yeah that's how it
always goes


Well I…
Well I can’t stand the fakes
Or what they take
The
show is splashed over our eyes
I can’t believe that just down the
street
People scream people cry
Just like number sixteen…