You keep asking me
How long I’m gonna
Be home for
I don’t fuckin’ know
Two days?
Three?
I didn’t even bring bags
I didn’t know I was comin’ home
And tell him
To stop givin’ me that fuckin’ eye
Or I’ll pop him one
I’m not gonna take disrespect
While I’m here
Before I left
All I did was let you all
Take pops at me
And I’m not doing it anymore
I saw your face
When I came up the walk
Oh good
Oh goodie
Our punchin’ bag’s back
What a treat
Fuckin’ blast
That’s what I said
Blast your ass
If you think
That’s how it’s gonna be
While I’m back here
I’ve been to the city
I’ve seen some shit
And when you’ve seen some shit
You don’t take shit
You get it?
Nobody’s sayin’
You need to be scared of me
But I’m scared of myself
I’m scared shitless
Of myself
You got me sleepin’
In this room
That I never slept in before
Tellin’ me it’s mine
It’s not mine
You gave mine away
You gave everything away
And what’s left?
Didn’t you miss me?
Didn’t you miss something
Other than slappin’ me around
And blamin’ me for everything?
Is that why you all have
Black eyes in both sockets
And all those bruises?
Because once the kick-a-billy’s gone
You gotta kick something else?
You kick this time
You’re gettin’ kicked right back
And I don’t give a fuck
Who gets it in the head
Just try making me feel bad
For defendin’ myself
I won’t
I came up that walkway
And I heard all of you
Shoutin’ in here
And I knew the hell
Was just as fresh as it was
When I walked away
Ran away
And nobody even came lookin’
I’m sitting there
In the back of my buddy’s truck
Thinkin’ you all
Were gonna come lookin’
And you couldn’t be bothered
As much as you loved
Punchin’ on me
You couldn’t be bothered
To come get me
Wherever I was
So there I am in the city
Eating two dollar pizza
And livin’ with junkies
And pretty soon
I missed you fuckers
But that’s not why
I came back
And that’s doesn’t mean
I’m stayin’
It just means
I needed to come back
To show you
I got some sense in me now
And if you want to go
The rest of your lives
Thinking I’m the same
As when I left here
You’re wrong
You opened the door
And I thought you
Were gonna take a swing
At me
And part of me
Wishes you had
Part of me would have loved
One more pop
Just to let me know
I did the right thing
Coming home
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