"Connie" lyrics

Connie cut the phone
Got the kids and the keys
Put 'em in the back of the car and she screams
She looked 'em in the eyes, said
"We're never coming home"
Looked 'em in the eyes, said
"We're never coming home"

Mikey was a punk and a prick and a kid
And a saint and a God and I hate what he did
He kicked off the stool
And he's never coming home
Kicked off the stool
And he's never coming home

She's driving to save her life
And she gets a flat
As he's driving the sacred knife
In her sacred back

I knew it was over
Right from the beginning
(She looked him in the eye)
Said we're never coming home
(You looked me in the eye)
Said we're never coming home

Wish it was October
Wish my head was spinning
(She looked him in the eye)
Said we're never coming home
(You looked me in the eye)
Said we're never coming home

Connie had a cake with the kids at the beach
She's picking up trash on the sand in the street
Mama, don't you worry, 'cause we're never going home
Mama, don't you worry, 'cause we're never going home

Mikey was a punk and a god and a saint
And a priest and a song
You should see the kid play
I loved him like a brother
And he's never coming home
I loved him like a brother
And he's never coming home

She's driving the sacred knife
From her sacred back
And she's prying her sacred life
From his sacred hands

I knew it was over
Right from the beginning
(She looked him in the eye)
Said we're never coming home
(You looked me in the eye)
Said we're never coming home

I wish it was October
Wish my head was spinning
(She looked him in the eye)
Said we're never coming home
(You looked me in the eye)
Said we're never coming home

I knew it was over
Right from the beginning