Dear Mother and Father, if you're reading this now

You probably just got home from God Knows where

And Went into my room to tell me

How tired you both are and how tired I make you both

Seem to think, I'm a problem to solve

But I don't want to be this thing that has to

Step over glass to prove, I'm not always wrong

It's not my fault I was born

I tried to tear off my own skin and only made you confused

Well, I am confused too; you act like you never use to

Hit me in anger, you broke my belief in any comfort or safety or sense of relief

You, you called me a liar, you called me a thief

I better run for my life, I'd rather live in the street

You never listened to me; you only hear what you want to hear



Remember the dream that I told you I had

With the old man with the jacket, that had a navy patch

I pissed myself for a year; you said it's only a dream

You have to grow up sometime; you have to be a man like me

A man like you who sticks his head in the sand to disappear

Who thinks the danger goes away, if you can't see the things you fear

If I could be a man like that I'd stay and force you

To ignore all of these burns on my skin, that you confuse with discipline

I won't destroy your illusion, destroy your mystic

You'll have to learn to live without one more unfortunate freak

You, You called me a loser, you called me sick

I'd get more love in the street, get more affection sucking dick

You never listened to me; you only hear what you want to hear



I will not take my own life to validate what you have done

Won't let the sins of the Father become those of the son

You, you called me depressive, you called me weak

You're better off without the love of this unfortunate freak

You never listened to me; someone will listen to me

Someone will listen to me

Someone will...listen to me

Someone will listen to me

Someone will listen to me

Someone will listen to me

Someone will listen to me

Someone Will....