Afraid to go home and confront you and mom.
As i reach the living room I am greeted with a stinging pain on my cheek.
I fall back,
See you laughing at what my mother just did.
Then there's a knock at the door.
Suddenly, there's a woman standing in the kitchen,
police officers bringing food.
Yeah, they know you starve us.
As they leave, they pull my mom aside and talk to her.
You, well you look terrified.
Making the same face I always have on when you're around.
