Returning home, I look forward to the thrill

Of another lecture or another pointless drill.

Ascend the front steps dreading further war

Why the fuck is my key not fitting in the door?

I guess I'm not wanted, I wonder what I'll do

I've already been banned from my friends houses too.

I wonder what I did to make my mum so mad

No perfect homelife but the only one I had.



Oh my god, mum changed the locks.



Now I've got my freedom but no place to go

No prospects or money to go to a show.

I haven't got on well with my mum all year

Can't use the phone to call my friends for a beer