[Verse 1]
Pass the cereal factory
Roll the windows down
Strapped in a car seat
I can still smell it now
On the front step staring at the house
Talking through the screen door
Mom says I’m “letting all the cold air out”

[Verse 2]
Dad’s on the couch
Mom's in the kitchen
Blane's killing zombies
I wish I was like him
I’m saying my prayers to wake up each morning
And trust in a God, that I don’t believe in
Now
Now

[Verse 3]
Mom’s reaching out
Dad’s coming home late
I’m in my room and I never see Blane
I’m doing my tables to try to pass fifth grade
And learning to love and see what they hate