Coffee, Hot Showers, and Hangover Jams Merchant Ships

[Verse 1]
Don’t lock the door
Dad might come home
And we could be a family
We could pretend the last four years
Didn’t happen, that we’re happy
(?)
There’s just bullshit we must accept

[Bridge]
Nothing stays the same
We’re on our own we have to leave
At fucking eighteen
We have to escape;
(We’re holding hands and getting wasted, ?)
Remember good times or else drown and forget
That we once were kids
We don’t know what’s ahead
It must be better than now
We don’t know what’s ahead
It must be better than now

[Verse 2]
Hey if we get out then what comes next?
I’m not you, I cannot leave the kids
Someone has to save their innocence
I wouldn’t wish this shit on anyone but you
Fuck, it’s because of you that I’m this way
It’s your fault I say the same things
It’s your fault I don’t know God
It’s your fault that dad’s not home
Why can’t we just lock the doors?
They’re your kids you owe them a life
Don’t fuck theirs like you did mine
Don’t fuck theirs like you did mine