I have this dream that I am hitting my dad with a baseball bat, And he is screaming and crying for help. And maybe halfway through, it has more to do with me killing him than it ever did protecting myself. And I believe that, yeah, dad, maybe no one is perfect But I believe that you are pushing your luck. It just sucks it played out like this: A terrible movie and you can tell none of the actors even give a fuck.
But you look good tonight, girlfriend, Can I sleep in your bed? And when I crawl out in the morning, Can I stay inside your head?
'Cause you were high school, And I was just more like real life. And you were okay as a girlfriend, But I was just more like his wife. I'll do the pushups, I'll wear the makeup, I'll do whatever he wants all night. 'Cause you were okay as a girlfriend, But I was just more like real life.
A long, long time ago my great, great, great, great grandfather took something that did not belong to him And that is why today I have an eagle in my veins I am part Native American And I am leaving as soon as I come, As soon as I come you will probably forget my name I hope I fall asleep at the wheel and crash my car (on the way home) Or I could just stay here, because...