As Everything

The room was painted blue
 An unusual one too
 The distance between walls descreases every month or two
 Used to blame it all on them
 Now me
 Nothing now was good as everything
 Let me make this clear
 Get me out of here
 The holes still in the floor
 From the night before
 Exposing all the rusting nails and two by fours
 Used to blame it all on them
 Now me
 Nothing now as good as everything
 Let me make this clear
 Get me out of here
 Introduce me to your friends there
 Then I'm gone
 Call if anything changes
 I'll be home
 All of the good people saying "Have No Fear!" I have the feeling this won't be the worst day of the year
 Some things never change and it still seems
 Nothing still as good as everything
 Let me make this clear
 This is not my year
 I will make this clear
 I want out of here