Middle School

I write to believe that I am here
But where do I go when nobody's home?
I can't even call, who will be there to pick up the phone?
I want to believe that I could be saved
Just like what the pastor said to me when I was three
I wonder how he is, how are the dogs?

And mother, I'll never give you my real number
And I'd hate to be like your sister
Funny how family reminds us we're free
I'll drive by my old school
To remind myself that I was such a lucky motherfucker
Thank God, I don't have to be in that shit hole no more
And if I could choose, I would never let you near me
I'd pick chemistry, not that shitty TLE class
If we meet again, I'd never look at you

Why would I look at you?
Why would I look at you?
Why would I look at you?
Why would you look at me?
I'm not the one who took your eraser
It was Sally or Nova, or maybe even Peter
Maybe you're as fucked as you believe yourself to be
'Cause the truth is you never did love me

And the truth is you never did love me
The truth is you never did love me



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