Verse 1 I swore I’d do it yesterday, But the piles just grow, they never go away. A mountain of cotton, denim, and shame, I can’t believe we own this much who’s to blame? --- Pre-Chorus The baskets are full, the floor is too, Every shirt a ghost that’s haunting you. --- Chorus Laundry! Why do you never end? Like a tide that breaks, then comes again. Detergent drains me, it costs my soul, Fold it all up… but where does it go? Can’t it just sit, till the next wash day? Or should I light a match, and walk away? --- Verse 2 (soft → soaring) I fold the shirts, I stack the jeans, But the baskets linger, mocking me. Do I put them up? Or leave them here? Next week they’ll be back, the cycle’s clear. --- Pre-Chorus The quarters vanish, the socks divide, I’ve lost more pairs than tears I’ve cried. --- Chorus Laundry! Why do you never end? Like a tide that breaks, then comes again. Detergent drains me, it costs my soul, Fold it all up… but where does it go? Can’t it just sit, till the next wash day? Or should I light a match, and walk away? --- Bridge Whiiite loads… dark loads… colors bleed… Every cycle takes a piece of me. Spin it, break it, watch it dry, The laundry mountain will never die. --- Final Chorus Laundry! Curse of my every night, Endless battle I’ll never fight. Detergent burns, my wallet cries, Folded or not, it multiplies. Leave it in baskets, that’s where it’ll stay… Or I’ll light it on fire, and walk away.