out of this madness out of this crowd out of this love we share. I feel left out, because I'm not inside the inner circle of you yourself and your stuff. I feel left out of this house...because its your house filled with your things...you won't let me even buy a scatter cushion for your dead white designer couch " because it will mess with the decor theme of the house" Well you know what, I feel left out! So here it goes! I hate your furniture I hate your linen, I hate your taste in decor I hate your sanitary looking kitchen. I hate your surgery room looking bathrooms. and most of all, I hate your cooking!! Baby, can't we just move out of here. into a less expensive place that we can fill with rich mahogany reds, earthy greens and browns, colourful yellow and oranges to brighten up our love, or maybe we could get a purple bed with a green bedspread and pink pillows with purple embroidery and maybe we could get a red carpet and two silver chairs for us to put in the middle of our love nest? can't we just decorate our own house? With Sculptures from Africa and mats from Turkey and fill it with incense from India and eat with chop sticks from Thailand? baby, can't we fill this house with "us" Just thougth i would ask, because right now, feel left out!