[Verse 1]
He won't ride in cars anymore
It reminds him of blowjobs, that he's a queer
And his hair stuck to the roof, over the wheel
Like a pigeon on a tire goes around
And circles over circles and he's a queer
And his hair on the roof like a pigeon
Goes around, says he's a man
And his eyes, and his hair
And his eyes, say he's a man
He won't ride anymore
He won't ride anymore
He won't ride anymore

[Verse 2]
Home is a rage, feels like a cage
Home is what you read
How you breathe
Home is how you live
I feel boxed in
I feel boxed in
I feel boxed in
Think I'll be all right
Home is where the heart lies
The heart lies
The heart lies
Welcome home
Welcome home
Welcome home
[Verse 3]
It's under the strangle of the winter
I only love pieces of things that I hate
Like this box, this piece of roof
I can't grasp, can't see true
A piece of past, says like today
Like a decade ago
Painful to remember like today

[Verse 4]
I've been here another year, another day
Ocean waving flies and a child
Girl, you complain
To kiss the rotten broken knee
You may be dreaming
You may be bleeding
You may be in this box

[Outro]
A kitchen is a place where you prepare
And clean up
Clean up
Clean up
Clean up