cheerios

Daddy's on the porch

First pack's in the ashtray

It's fifteen past

Class started right at 8

And Ms. Johnson knows why I'm not there

All that's in the fridge is Wonder Bread and mayonnaise

Wonder if you know Saturday's my birthday

Even if he did, he wouldn't care

Wasn't Coke in his Sonic cup

Never knew him never drunk

It's kinda sad when your hero's face down in his Cheerios

I know which footsteps mean I gotta lock the door

Screamin' that he's sorry like it's somethin' I ain't heard before

I know when to put a shot in his coffee

I should've been a kid, but he robbed me

Wasn't Coke in his Sonic cup

Never knew him never drunk

It's kinda sad when your hero's face down in his Cheerios

Had to grow up way too fast

Take the school bus from hell and back

I wanna be mad

But then he goes face down in his Cheerios

And for sixteen years, he'd pass out on the couch

So I'd put him to bed and I picked up the house

And I wish I could say that he's clean and he's changed

But I washed my hands and his still shake

Wasn't Coke in his Sonic cup

Never knew him never drunk

It's kinda sad when your hero's face down in his Cheerios