I stood outside by the window
Mom lay bleeding on the sofa
Dad dry heaved in the kitchen
I didn't wanna deal
he pa**ed out on the formica
she held an ice cube to her lip
she stared vacant at the screen
she didn't wanna deal
I drove behind the Winn Dixie
smoked a bone and listened to Metallica
as loud as I could stand it
I didn't wanna deal
I started thinking
he's just biding his time
X-postal worker
eaten up inside
unemployed and disgruntled
eaten up inside
waiting for nothing
waiting for a sign
waiting for nothing
waiting for his time
one day he'll snap and k** her
then he'll shoot me while I'm sleeping
then he'll drive to the office
and k**'em all before he shoots himself
he was still pa**ed out as I entered
she was locked up in her room
locked up and waiting
another day
I ain't gonna deal