I am that lonely street light
My dad and I always have a showdown
I am chase banking, always getting used
My dad always has a day of action

Out of courtesy I pay him respect
But the fact that he left makes me despise him a little
I am the quiet kid at teen open mic
My dad is the big group of kids that have the same bike

It’s not my fault I was made this way
When he left there was a nuclear bomb in my heart
It went off and went BANG BOOM POW
So now I stay tough and fight through the pain

Sometimes I don’t want to be bothered with him
Every time I feel that way it bites me in the butt
I talk to him as if I were the parent and he the child

I know I shouldn’t talk the way I do to him
But if I don’t it’ll just be crickets
No one totally understand me
I don’t even understand myself at times

I think of my life as a beautiful mess
Of course there is a lot of stress
But I can handle it
I taught myself to be strong
I keep myself up so I don’t fall

That’s all. That’s all.