NOBODY FUCKING TOLD ME

Nobody told me that I would have to move into a closet Nobody told me that I would have to care Nobody told me that your pain Would be my cross to bare

Nobody told me that I would have to normalize smelly farts And that my body would become a dart Bored

And that shots would be fired All Of The Time

Nobody told me that I would have to let you know what time I would be home for dinner Nobody told me that I even had to eat dinner Or cook dinner Or think about dinner Dinner

Let’s go to a diner Nobody told me to tiptoe to the pantry when embarking on a binge Nobody told me to wipe my mouth before the guests walked in Nobody Fucking Told Me