Let’s lay it straight, lay it flat
You’re a total and utter repeat
And I’ve heard this one before
I remember that you got beat

This lecture was nailed to my head
The last eight times you said it
I found your parenting book anyways
Infact I’ve already read it

Hear comes the ‘never do that again’
And the ‘you know the rules don’t bend’
You mean they just don’t bend for me, right?
Because you do the same things I do at night

I see the car leave when you think I’m asleep
I hear your steps and the staircase creak
But I’m dead because I come home later then you do
I didn’t know there was a curfew for breaking the curfew

The next morning isn’t better
Because you were completely pissed drunk
You’re hangover brings names when you talk
Idiot, brat, pest, punk

Then you ask me why I’m never home
And when I am, I want to be alone
As if it’s really a question
It just builds the tension

And the more your words infect me
They multiply through my brain
The more they reinvent me
As someone who can’t feel pain

But pain builds character, doesn’t it?
Atleast that’s what you taught me
And the more you said it, I believed it
The more my morals fought me

Now I’m just waiting for the day
Where your face is in the news
From over-doses, drinking problems
Or old plain child abuse

Now I’m asking you to fix yourself
Not get fixed

 
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