It seems my dad, he gets home at 5 almost everyday
He tells me what to tell him
So that he'll like what i say
My mom is cleaning the house
But he don't appreciate it
He hates it
He doesn't know what goes on
when he's asleep on the couch
He thinks that everyone is lazy
and they're lyin' around
Now he's searchin' my room
and he don't like what he found
I'm grounded
Another playboy magazine
some cigarettes, and a pipe, rolling papers and weed
When things aren't going my way
I try to forget about the day
I ly in bed
And think about
All the times that I've let you down
You should try it
You might find out you like it
I really wanted to tell you the truth
I feel I'm stuck in a rut
and there's no way to wake up
If this is all I have left
I should give myself up
Another mirrored reflection
look what I have become
I'm no one
Unemotional game
of playing cat and the mouse
Either act like my father
or get out of the house
I don't know what you're doin'
but I know I don't like it
Despite it
Another evening in my room
Another night of doing things you don't want me to do
When things aren't going my way
I try to forget about the day
I ly in bed
And think about
All the times that I've let you down
You should try it
You might find out you like it
I really wanted to tell you the truth
