[Verse 1]

I can barely make out

A little light from the house

On the cul-de-sac

Bedroom upstairs

It's a family affair

[Verse 2]

I've watched you in class

Your eyes are cut glass

And you stay covered up

Head to your toe

So nobody will notice you

[Chorus]

I might not be a man yet

But that bastard will never be

So I'm cleaning my Weatherby

I sight in my scope

And I hope against hope

I hope against hope

[Instrumental break]

[Verse 3]

Your mother seems nice

I don't understand why

She won't say anything

As if she can't see

Who he turned out to be

[Chorus]

And I might not be a man yet

But your father will never be

So I load up my Weatherby

And I let out my breath

And I couple with death

I couple with death

[Instrumental break]

[Verse 4]

Saw your father last night

And in the window the light

Made a silhouette

Saw him hold you that way

He won't hold you that way anymore, Yvette