You Can Never Go Back Home

The room looks familiar, I’ve been here before
I remember the slamming of the smoke-stained door
Mirror in one room, a chair in the other
She kept flowers in both, in memory of her mother
They’d bloom real pretty, but they couldn’t hide the stink
Of the failed attempt at dinner left there in the kitchen sink
I know she sees me, but she can’t place the face
With the name she tried for 8 years to finally erase
«You didn’t think I wanted you to see me as I am?»
«I didn’t ask you to be a father, you could barely be a man»
I called this place home in another place in time
Then I left here all alone, yea, I’m guilty of that crime
«Wanderlust» my ass, I’m a selfish boorish lout
Always try to complicate, talking the easy way out
Can’t make up for lost time, so I’ll make another lie
Try to back my way out without the nerve to say «goodbye. ««You can walk away and write your stupid poems
You will never love another, and you can never go back home.»
Go back home! (3x)