Playing house
Mother I am changing,
I want you to be the first to know,
That I let a man into your home,
He walked right in without leaving his shoes at the door,
Tracking his hormones leading a path to my room,
I thought he came to get to know me,
Why are you so far away from me?
Mother while you was at work,
I let that same man bust a nut on the sheets you brought,
And then left your house without washing his balls,
That happened quit a few times,
But I have to say I’m not that boy anymore who invite anyone into your home,
I don’t want to playhouse any longer,
The next guy will be the last guy,
I don’t know where he is,
Or who he can be,
Mother please forgive me for that I am changing.
