My mother threw me out last night,
Dont know where to go.
She hit me with a baseball ball bat,
Many years ago.
She doesnt know that she hooked,
On that crystal meth.
But when you see her all messed up,
I bet you could guess.
What she does in her spare time,
Doesnt matter to me.
But when this time does come up,
It wont bother me.
Because she is not faithful,
She hit me again.
I dont know what to do with her,
Maybe play pretend.
That this is just a dream,
In my little mind.
Every time she comes home,
I will have to hide.
Get away from this life,
I am not supposed to live.
But could it work,
Dont know lets try,
See if Ill succeed.
But if I fail and it comes to this,
Remind me to do it fast.
Point this gun to my head,
Bang there goes my past.
