She's not old or orthodox

I don't know why she called the cops

Two kids in the stairwell

They won't do it again.

I don't yell or intervene

'cause I don't know how to keep things clean

Bad blood with the neighbors

Broken washing machine.

He's not cheap, he pays for lunch

He's from the land of the monster munch

But all that charm just vanished

When the meeting came to an end.

I don't yell or intervene

'cause I can't tell what the hell he means

Bad blood with the waiter

Broken washing machine.

No lie, the common spaces died

Old lies are hanging out to dry.

I don't care, I'm leaving soon

Left my keys in the living room

Bad blood with the neighbors

Broken washing machine.