Seventeen and seeing the world through the bottom of a bottle 

A suicidal drop out rehab advice I'll never follow 

How could you do this, how could you do this to me, I'm so sorry 

I'll never be the perfect son you always dreamt I'd be 



So you turned your back on me 

At a time when I was most in need 

I'm so scared 

And I guess I've learnt that life isn't always that fair 



So now you want me to sign 

A contract between you and I 

Thought we were supposed to be family 

Just give me one last try 

I'll be clean this time 



Two months have passed and I came home to see what the fuck was up 

You called the cops on me and said son this is tough love 

How could you do this, how could you do this to me, I'm so sorry 

I'll never be the perfect son you always dreamt I'd be 



I'm walking Greenback 3 am 

My smokes have the lucky one 

So ironic considering 

The situation that I'm in 



When you kicked me, when you kicked me out 

I guess that now you know what I'm so angry about