Pedestrian Baby, Pt. 2

‘Cause I’ve been sleeping on the floor for the past few weeks

I’ve been chewing the gum that comes off your feet

I stare up at the ceiling, pray the roof will blow off

Sucked into the stratosphere, I hope I never move on

So you moved down south, embraced religion

You have a new wife now and different children

And I sleep in a hotel room with perfect views of the ocean

I might never forgive you, but I’m putting the effort in

You called last christmas when the dog was still alive

And I can hear the anxious rustling of your guilty mind

I’m always crying at old photos, I don’t look through them anymore

Barking at the back door forever waiting for you to come back home

I’ll do anything you want

Even though you never text me on the weekend, and you never remember my friends

Always missing in action but never trying to make amends, but I never mind

And I’ll tread lightly by your bedside, watch as the light leaves your eyes

Disappointing fathers are the oxygen that we’re breathing

And I’ve got two big lungs, and a bright cold heart

I don’t do what you want, I am my own man now

I’ll be the last one standing, and I will lower your corpse

Into the unforgiving earth. I won’t be stepped on anymore.