Casiotone For The Painfully Alone - Attic Room lyrics

Raccoons in the trash, a voice on the breeze The fits and the screams when you were only thirteen You had the attic room You heard the whole thing Under the slanted ceiling your dad painted blue Whatever happened to you Only the worst could be a**umed You're dreaming often of the attic room In other rooms with other boys Under other ceilings The springs and the sighs May drown another night But you wake up shaking and all that's new Is the owner of the arm around you How could he know what to do He never had the attic room