Bad Religion - The Hopeless Housewife

Oh me Oh my
Get out of your 1950's fantasy, your face shines with misery transparently
Spew out that sobering half-assed victim rhetoric
Make 'em all squirm while they chew on it
It's a secret handshake and a passing wink of the eye
As the witches bridge club weekly meets to pen the tail on the sly

But they never ask "Why oh why
don't we raise our voices to the sky?"
Instead you're mute and fawn just waiting to die like some kind of hopeless
housewife
But you can change while you're alive and let 'em all know at least you
tried
To kill the demons inside

Oh me Oh my
Damn your transcendental paralysis, we can work together and make sense of
this
Don't be so sure you can chuck it all away
You've got to proceed no matter how bad you want to stay
It's a natural cause and a comfort zone there in your head
And the world turns away as you tap the snooze button in bed

But nobody can hear a word you said
Your history was never read
Instead you're mute and fawn just waiting to die like some kind of hopeless
housewife
But you can change while you're alive and let 'em all know at least you
tried
To kill the demons inside