On the ladder to the attic
Where your foot slipped through the rungs
You lay
And let the dust fill up your lungs
Never squabbled, never fought
Always did as you were taught
But that's not really how it works around here
Looks like you fell a little short, dear
Tell them "Throw what you want at me"
"Breaking every bone in my body"
"I won't feel a thing"
That's all you get, do what you want with it
Trust me, no one really understand it
We don't feel a thing