Stoop Kid

I grew up in a house that was full of smoke
I didn't burn it down
I grew up on a farm full of chickens
They cluck when the sun goes down
I grew up in the city, grew up in the city
I'll never grow up again
I grew up in the city, I'll say I grew up in the city
If anyone asks me again

I grew up in a house it was burning
Down, down, down
I grew up in a broken little town
But I'll tell you I grew up in the city, grew up in the city
Yeah, that's what I'll say to you
I'm a girl from the city, a boy from the city
Yeah, that's what I'll say
'Til it's true

One, two, three, four

I won't tell you where I grew up, no I won't
You won't think I'm pretty anymore
I won't leave this house with you, no I won't
My heart is buried under the floor

So maybe one day I'll grow up
Stop drinking out of sippy cups
And then you'll grow to see that I was right all along
I can breathe and get a job
And I'll stop singing shitty songs
And maybe we can find a way to make our lives okay

I've given up on composition books
I never fill them
I'm not scared of spiders anymore
No I can kill them
But I'll cry, to watch them die

One day I'll be eighty and I still won't make that phone call
Sometimes when I breathe I wonder if my lungs are filled with all
The particles of people dead and dusty in the air
And it comforts me to know that one day I will die
And I'll be in there, too

I'll be in there, too
I'll be in there, too