"I Hate The Sound Of Car Keys" lyrics

Like father, like son
Same face, same blood
Same car, same house
The difference: my mouth
Montgomery, 6 foot male teen
White tee, sagging jeans
Big black angry

Shut the fuck up, you never fucking listen
Always in the bathroom, always in the kitchen
Always looking down on me, always talking down on me
Stop! Trauma, it runs through the family

Yelling
Swinging
Punching
Drinking
Smoking
Yelling
Swinging
Punching
Drinking
Smoking
Yelling and swinging and punching and drinking and snorting and smoking
Kissing
Fucking
Crying
Lying
Always trying

It's too much, every day, it's too much

Big, strong, football!
Big, strong, basketball!

Pick one
Pick one
Just pick one

Oh my god, look at what you did to me
Oh my god, I hate the sound of car keys

Shut the fuck up, you never fucking listen
Always in the bathroom, always in the kitchen
Always talking down on me, always looking down on me
Always putting your hands on me, I wish you would fucking stop!

I don't believe in Jesus 'cause he wasn't there for me
I don't believe in my dad for the same exact reason
Every man in my life commits some sort of treason
And then put the blame on me, as if I'm the reason why

Father, figuratively, you hung me from the family tree
Because the fruits of my labor fell too far

And another thing
At least Jamie had Jackie
At least you had a big brother to show you right from wrong
I was given a broken compass and a torn map
Fuck it