Curtains

Do you remember when she pulled her curtains down?
Spat upon their satin folds atop the ground
Why’d she buy them, who convinced her what she really needs
Are silky blinds to hide the neighbor from her dirty deeds

When’s the last time that she left a filthy mess
The place was rocked, the people shocked, but she felt less
Like she was fulfilling some role given long ago
She’s lost her mind, well maybe she’s just let it go

From time to time, everybody loses it
Once in a while, we’ve got to drop the ball
Sometimes I need to close my eyes
To take in nothing, nothing at all

She goes into art museums, and just stares
Wonders if she’s really happy standing there
She can be pretty, can be tough, she can be convincing
Lets quit it with the definitions, she’s somewhere in between