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