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Eleven o' clock was way later than I should be up But I was so I heard them Every night talking quickly would turn to Arguing, yelling, and screaming So when mom called me down to the kitchen one night I wasn't so surprised When three seats were set at the table And one seat was open for me She told me to sit down And said they got something to tell me They thought that I was oblivious to it all But I knew since they started Sleeping in two different rooms and avoiding Each other evеry morning So when mom called me down to thе kitchen one night I wasn't so surprised When three seats were set at the table And one seat was open for me She told me to sit down And said they got something to tell me You'll get used to two Two backyards, two birthdays, two playrooms Two parents who are gonna love you like they do now Just not in the same house Not in the same house From Letras Mania