The room smelled wrong, but the flowers looked nice Candles on the table covering up the advice Everybody smiled and said "What's that smell?" Funny how a pretty picture can hide a little hell Spray the room, cover the truth Make it smell better, forget what it grows Spray the room, hide the decay Tomorrow keeps coming but the smell stays the same Oh, tomorrow keeps coming There was a crack in the ceiling, they painted it gold Said "Look at the shine," never checked the mold The pipes started whispering behind the wall They turned up the music so nobody heard the call A little spray bottle became the hero of town Every time something broke, they just sprayed it down Lavender problems with a lemon disguise A fresh little life, a tight little lie Spray the room, cover the truth Make it smell better, forget what it grows Spray the room, hide the decay Tomorrow keeps coming but the smell stays the same Oh, tomorrow keeps coming They bought bigger bottles when the problem got strong Added more fragrance, said nothing is wrong The walls said "Help me," the paint said "Relax" The floor kept shaking underneath the facts Funny little dance everybody played Step around a puddle, pretend it was shade They called it progress because it looked clean A polished-up disaster with a magazine sheen The mirror said "Perfect," the reflection said "Nah" The house wore perfume but forgot who it was Some things need fixing, not hiding away Some wounds need sunlight, not another bouquet The loudest silence is the one we create When we keep decorating a broken gate Tomorrow keeps coming! Spray the room! Cover the truth! Make it smell better! Forget what it grows! Spray the room! Call it okay, but the storm in the basement Still waits for the day Oh, tomorrow keeps coming
