hound

my father taught me how to play

now his guitar just takes up space

my mother taught me how to sew

now she throws away jeans when they rip holes

my brother taught me how to sing

i haven't heard his voice in weeks

my grandma taught me how to bake

now there's seldom cake for her to decorate

my dads dad didn't teach me shit

save for knowing when to quit

my aunt she taught me how to laugh

to sip her wine when dad turned his back

i taught myself hunger like a hound

i look ahead and never around

i taught myself to kick up dirt

to run for the hills to let 'em all get hurt

I wasn't ready yet

I wasn't ready yet

I wasn't ready yet

I wasn't ready yet

now i'll teach myself to be a kid

i spent it all trying to grow up quick

i'll give my folks a call today

who knows how long they have anyway?