my little brother says the world is good
and that we just need a little shove
I turn the other cheek, I say it’s cold
and it’s dark, and it’s hard to survive.
but my mom think that I need to see a therapist
my dad thinks that I am an embarrassment
I tell them that it’s just not fair of them
to condemn me

because assholes are everywhere, there’s nothing I can do
I’ve tried to ignore it, but it’s bleak, and I’m blue
and there’s nothing you can say that won’t make me cry
so I might as well just shrivel up and die

My little brother thinks we have a chance
if we’d just get our heads in the right places
I turn the other cheek, I say we’re damned
if there’s a god, we’ve fallen out of his graces
but my mom says, “Lily, you have such great hair!”
and my dad says nothing ‘cause he’s not there
so I mope around the house in my underwear

what the fuck else am I supposed to do?

because assholes are everywhere, there’s nothing I can do
I’ve tried to ignore it, but it’s bleak, and I’m blue
and there’s nothing you can say that won’t make me cry
so I might as well just shrivel up and die