Worried Kind

I'm a worried kind
I'm the type that use to run around
hide when my parents fought

I'm a table now
I'm in in a wall and I'm listening so quietly
When the fight is on

I have a daughter now
She's the type that's gonna run around
and hide when her parents fight

She's a window now
She's in a wall and she is listening so quietly
When the fight is on
Is rage now
Scream and shout
We use words
We gonna regret tomorrow
We gonna see light of them tomorrow

I'm a worried kind
I'm the type that use to run around
hide when my parents fought