Lyrics

[1st VERSE]
I remember sitting in my highchair
Oatmeal all over my face
The kitchen smelled like Log Cabin Syrup, coffee
And crispy bacon
My mother had innocently placed my spoon in the bowl
To her right
Which was my left
Which would make me left handed and right brained
Which would lead me to having artistic tendencies
Though I don’t remember thinking that at the time

[2nd VERSE]
He walked into the room
All dressed in green
But not the green of finer fields
It was the green of
Jaded duty
Fatigues they call them
Appropriately enough
Because he looked quite fatigued at the time
He said nothing to me
He grabbed his green helmet off the white Frigidaire
While someone on the transistor radio
Said something about
A red door they wanted to paint black
I was certain that wasn’t the first time he ignored me

[CHORUS]
I thought I was worthless
I certainly was to you
Now your hateful mirror screams the truth
Every scar you gave me proves
The world will know what you denied
I am the first born son of no one
Worthy and alive

Fast-forward 10 years
By playgrounds and Band-Aids and girls named Trixie
I remember sitting at his table
Fear all over my face
The room smelled like Johnny Walker
Fatigues
And crispy cigarettes
He had placed his feelings in a box
But that’s not right
Which made me wonder what I had done wrong
Which made me realize I had artistic tendencies
Though I don’t remember thinking
He would ever understand

[PIANO SOLO]

Fast-forward 17 years
By drugs and confusion and a marriage doomed to fail
I remember sitting on my couch
Apathy all over my face
The room smelled like loneliness
Abandonment
And crispy truth
My mother had innocently given me the news
He was dead
And I was certain that would be the last time
He ignored me

[CHORUS]
I thought I was worthless
I certainly was to you
Now your hateful mirror screams the truth
Every scar you gave me proves
The world will know what you denied
I am the first born son of no one
Worthy and alive