Or why you've chosen such a sordid life
Or how you came to be left on the shelf
And stranded with no loving man or wife?
What things are there that you wish to ignore
What parts of life are better left unsaid
What do you wish that you had done before
What do you wish that you had done instead?
So what's it like up in that house at night
Do voices whisper to you in the dark?
Do demons lurk in shadows out of sight?
Do children cry and dogs begin to bark?
So rich, so rich, so rich for all to see,
But scared and tired and lonely you will be.
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