Just a reminder that I live here too

Back in a minute
Never round when heads will roll
Giving nothing
But always manage to take it all
Lift a finger
Wouldn't hurt to get off your ass
Now your presence
Is making me uncomfortable round here
Look how your living
Shouldn't need us holding your hand
And there isn't
A reason why we should have to ask

Is it necessary
For us to squeeze
Any drop we are owed
And any drop that we need
You're oversaturated
Your sponge indeed
Is filled up to the brim
And I cannot believe that
You hold so much so tightly

Tight with your money
Hard to get you willing to spend
Even though it's
You who uses most in the end
Temper flowing
Clean up after you once again
Now it's apparent
We're starting to regret that you are here
And your pretty penny
Still being kept safely away
Making it clear
We need to go over this again

To the brim
To the brim