5:30

You should have showed me
a long long time ago
Instead you kept it in your heart
for those rough ass last sad ass days
Meaning so much to a boy,
Oh he enjoyed those weekends
Never lost his faith in you
and never put you down, fuck no
I feel shame
as they’re stitching up your stomach
Will I ever gain the power
or the sperm to be a better man?
Plastic forehead melts makeup on my lips
oh daddy,
Now look at me I'm all grown up
I’m so scared to be alone
Crazy people point their fingers
Ha ha
I hate the smell of funeral homes
I'm doing alright for being a bastard [x4]
It’s ok he'll be back
She said so sweetly and so mad
He’s going out to catch a disease
Grandma grips her rosary beads
Surprises me with hot fudge
and some late night Channel 9
The Wizard of Oz was on she helps to keep me occupied
I feel shame
as they’re stitching up your stomach
Will I ever gain the power or the sperm to be a better man
Plastic forehead melts makeup on my lips
Oh daddy,
Now look at me I'm all grown up
I’m so scared to be alone
Crazy people point their fingers
Ha ha
I hate the smell of funeral homes
I'm doing alright for being a bastard [x4]
Ah, you left me so fragile
Hollow and so yellow
Dig you up and say
I'm a man today
Sometimes I've forgotten
How you smiled while rotting in your deathbed
Why daddy? Let me cry
Cry
Why
You woke me up [x4]
….
You woke me up [x4]
....5:30