War At Home

Through my time of growing up
I can remember how you criticized
Maybe school wasn't the thing for me
But that's something you never realized

You can't take it when things don't go your way
My guitar killed you with its sound
I hated home, how could I stay?
Now there is a better place that I've found

You preached at me about what to do
And you don't even know where you're going to
There's still hope, at least that's what you say
Why don't you leave me alone, and I'll leave you alone, okay?