labour
{EMILIA BLACKWOOD}
why are you hanging on so tight
to the rope that I'm hanging from
off this island
{CLARISSA BLACKWOOD}
this was an escape plan
carefully timed it
so let me go
and dive into the waves below
{MARYANN ROSE}
who tends the orchards
who fixes up the gables
emotional torture
from the head of your high table
{WENDY HAMILTON}
who fetches the water
from the rocky mountain spring
and walk back down again
to feel your words and their sharp sting
{ALL}
and I'm getting fucking tired
{ADRI DE LABLANC}
the capillaries in my eyes are bursting
if our love died, would that be the worst thing
{EMILIA BLACKWOOD}
for somebody I thought was my saviour
you sure make me do a whole lot of labour
{MARYANN ROSE}
the calloused skin on my hands is cracking
if our love ended, would that be a bad thing
and the silence haunts our bed chamber
{ALL}
you make me do too much labour
{ADRI DE LABLANC}
apologies from my tongue
never yours
busy lapping from flowing cup
and stabbing with your fork
{CLARISSA BLACKWOOD}
I know you're a smart man
and weaponize
the false incompitence
it's dominance under guise
{EMILIA BLACKWOOD}
if we had a daughter
I'd watch and could not save her
the emotional torture
from the head of your table
{WENDY HAMILTON}
she'd do what you taught her
she'd meet the same cruel fate
so now I've gotta run
so I can undo this mistake
{ALL}
at least I've gotta try
{MARYANN ROSE}
the capillaries in my eyes are bursting
if our love died, would that be the worst thing
{CLARISSA BLACKWOOD}
for somebody I thought was my savior
you sure make me do a whole lot of labour
{WENDY HAMILTON}
the calloused skin on my hands is cracking
if our love ended, would that be a bad thing
and the silence haunts our bed chamber
{ALL}
you make me do too much labour
{JOYCE HOWARD}
all day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
{HAZEL MONTGOMERY}
nymph, then a virgin
{MARYANN ROSE}
nurse, then a servant
{TAMARA LINCOLN}
just an appendage, live to attend him
{ALL}
so that he never lifts a finger
{ADRI DE LABLANC}
twenty-four-seven baby machine
so he can live out his picket fence dreams
{ALL}
it's not an act of love if you make her
you make me do too much labour
{ROXIE BLACKWOOD}
all day, every day, therapist, mother, maid
{LUCIA SEYMOUR}
nymph, then a virgin
{EMILIA BLACKWOOD}
nurse, then a servant
{ELIZABETH RICHARDSON}
just an appendage, live to attend him
{ALL}
so that he never lifts a finger
{CLARISSA BLACKWOOD}
twenty four seven baby machines
so he can live out his picket fence dreams
{ALL}
it's not an act of love if you make her
you make me do too much labour
*insert the rest of the song, I'm tired*
