The Devil's Son

I can be the one you want

I can be your best friend John

We can watch a game together

Or just talk about the weather

I can hang out at your house

Drinking beers on your couch

I will sit there throughout the day

"Your fridge is empty by the way"

Then I'll amuse your dog for hours

And watch your girlfriend while she showers

I will wear your favorite shirt

I will smile when you get hurt

I got issues from the past

Maybe it's the voices in my head

But sometimes

I just sit here by myself

And recall the things I've done

My parents treated me so bad

They called me the Devil's Son

I'll sleep on your side of the bed

I'll wet myself and crumble bread

Check some porn on your TV

Later touch myself, maybe

I can give your girl a call

And say you don't love her at all

Say you're gay and dating Percy

And you like to beg for mercy

Or I will sit next to your bed

With a gun aimed at your head

It just makes me feel alive

'Cause I do weird shit at night

Now I'm howlin' at the moon

Look what the voices made me do

But sometimes

I just sit here by myself

And recall the things I've done

You treated me so bad

You're calling me the Devil's Son

I could call the cops and say you're stoned

And that you're in the house alone

With a loaded gun and a little girl

We'll be headline news around the world

Maybe someday I'll find myself

I'll get a shrink and get some help

Blow a bullet through my brain

Lay on the tracks, wait for the train

Tie a rope around my neck

Maybe then the voices won't come back

But sometimes

I just sit here by myself

And recall the things I've done

The world has treated me so bad