Used to Being Alone

Mom I love you
but you hardly ever call
it was your fault I am like this
now its your turn to crawl

you left me when I was three
to be with all your friends
where are they now?
see?they left you at the end

and now you think its ok
that i'll be satisfied
well you must be kidding
cuz you dont know how much I cried

my dad had to support me
when no one was around
he always believed
and was my solid ground

I dont enjoy going to your house
and you took that as an offense
the day you kicked me out of your car
and said that was it

you told me
when I wanna come
to call you on the phone
now you NEVER pick me up
and I stay alone at home

fine then i'll stay alone
cutting my own wrist
I dont love you no more
besides i'm used to this.