That Summer, at Home I Had Become the Invisible Boy

And 14, and you know

That I'm looking the wrong way

And is the past outside

Or in this lovely home?

A strong father figure

And with a, a heart of gold

A loving mother

A loving mother

They're standing outside

And, and they're, they're looking in

They're standing outside

And, and they're, they're looking in

They're standing outside

And, and they're, they're looking in

The kids are on fire in the bedroom

The cunt sits at his desk

And, and he's plotting away

The kids are on fire in the bedroom

And 14, and you know

That I've learned the easy way

The stupid decisions

And with a, a broken heart

And they're sitting around the table

And they're talking behind your back

A loving mother

A loving mother

They're standing outside

And, and they're, they're looking in

They're standing outside

And, and they've, they've broken in

The kids are on fire in the bedroom

The cunt sits at his desk

And, and he's plotting away

The kids are on fire in the bedroom

The kids are on fire in the bedroom

The kids are on fire in the bedroom