the cops are knocking at the front door
and mama won’t let them inside
cause she knows that dad is a stone cold killer
and he’s got his way with a knife
i’ve gotta move up from the bottom
and push myself into the light
cause i feel like i’m just surrounded by people
whose minds are much better than mine
you’ve got a lot of nerve to say this is all my fault
you better hope you’re right, you better hope that you’re right