I caught mom and dad making out Realizing for the first time they were human They were outside it was summer They were clearly insane And i peered from behind the curtains
Mom wore a long black dress And dad had his blue jean shirt on I’d woken up from a dream And i couldn’t go back to sleep
Cutting class in the first grade What do you make of that My life was run by books and television Running manic down the stairs At the age of eight Where do all these memories fit in
Stealing pornography Caught with my pants on my feet I’m still stuck somewhere between Who i was and who i wanted to be
My god it’s coming out I can’t stop feeling now Whatever made me wait this long I am still the same But in a different way Whatever whatever it all remains
