Honestly home

Baby, you should know by now
This House, boredom burdened
Light the match to start the fire.

A drunken mess, starved attention
Heading for home alone
Overhang on every word of this hangover

Home runs, cracker jacks
Irony of a birthday suit
Pills, paper and this pen
Victim of a whore

Did you grab everything from the fire?
Home alone was the child
Did you grab the baby?
Pitter patter went the feet through the ashes

Daily driver, home sick
Sick of home
Listen… to the sirens
Rewind, boo hoo went the fool

The things we lost in the fire
Home where my heart was
If it didn’t hurt; you never mattered
Our house… up in flames

Suburbia, caged in protest
Happy fucking fathers’ day
Home sweet fucking home
Mister killer, dear mom, lock bedroom doors

Escape, is the road
Dream of leaving in the morning
You were right today
Honestly anywhere but home.