Child Psychology

I stopped talking when I was six years old.
I didn't want anything more to do with the outside world.
I was happy being quiet.
But of course they wouldn't leave me alone.
My parents tried every trick in the book
From speech therapists to child psychologists,
They even tried bribery.
I could have anything, as long as I said it out loud

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it.
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it.

Of course this episode didn't last forever.
I'd made my point and it was time to move on
To peel away the next layer of deceit
And see what new surprises lay in store.
My school report said I showed no interest,
'A disruptive influence'. I felt sorry for them in a way
And when they finally expelled me
It didn't mean a thing.

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it.
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it.

("At that time she stopped
What she was doing, she stopped playing...
She stared, she had the facial grimacing...
And then the psychiatrist was saying,
"Julie, Julie, can you hear me?
Can you open your eyes?
Can you stick out your tongue?"
And all of a sudden, Julie struck out")

The November when I came home
The Christmas decorations were already up.
Spray on snow, coloured flashing lights
And an artificial tree that played Silent Night
Over and over again.
My parents welcomed me with loving arms,
But within an hour were back at each others throats.
Normal, happy childhood back on course.
Batteries not included.

Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it.
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it.
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it.
Life is unfair, kill yourself or get over it.