It is best to keep it all inside
When the quicksand fills your boots and rises past your eyes
It is best to keep it all inside

When she’s telling you that you’re no good
That you’ll never be much more than some fool carved out of wood
It is better to die suffocating choking on your pride
It is best to keep it all inside

It is never too late to come home
You will always have a box in your room
Where your mama lays your clothes out and she leaves you where you lie
It is best to keep it all inside

But when it’s good it’s really good
When there’s fruit upon your table and she treats you like she should
But there’s no need to get excited and let your heels click on the floor
It is best to keep it all inside