He's out in the parking lot now

Screaming at my boss

In an FDNY t-shirt and gray camo cutoffs

Now like the penguin, or a bowling pin

Or some mean Weeble

He wobbles wildly

A father, an angry ex-con

Staring the world down

He's staring the world down

He's got the word 'vengeance' tattooed across his stomach

What can I say when I can't begin to imagine

How his life has been

I caught him stealing money tonight

And using my name

But I know it's so hard

It's so hard to change