Stupid Angry Thing

“I don’t want to be an asshole”
 Is what you said to me but honestly
 I think you might have 
 Gone beyond that point
 ‘Cause abandoning your family
 It seems to me is usually
 The kind of thing most people call 
 A dick move.
 
 No voices raised in anger
 No effort made to stay
 Just sorry fam, I’m bored with you
 But I’m sure you’ll be ok
 
 Is not if you’re an asshole
 It’s your humanity I’m questioning
 While you deconstruct 
 The lives you said you loved
 The people here are in crisis
 You’ve a front row view 
 And yet somehow you
 Treat it like a humdrum afternoon

 Bonds built up for decades
 Out of empathy and trust
 Torn out by the fucking roots
 And thrown under the bus

 So baby you’re an asshole
 ‘Cause here’s the bit I can’t forget
 Or even comprehend how to forgive
 Scarred by your own parents’ split
 Depressed for years
 Cried a million tears
 How are you now ghosting your own son?
 
 A promise made in DNA
 Doesn’t end when it’s betrayed
 The wounds you leave him with today
 Will bleed for years before they fade
 But you won’t see it, you got your way
 No strings on you, you’re free to play
 So say you love him and then portray
 Your Judas role and walk away

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Production Notes:

I vividly remember when this song arrived. Sitting in a Planet Fitness locker room after a workout, weeping buckets as the words flowed out like a stream of seemingly endless vomit. It started ugly and only ever seemed to get uglier every time I returned to work on it.

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