Pain is on the outside
You will not let it in
Waving from the window
Freezing from the wind
Yeah, crying at the rainbows
You lock the door again

Yeah its freezing, but you will not let it in

Running for the border
Racing with the flag
Living like a hoarder
‘cept you can't afford a rag
You got nickles buried under
Momma's pickle jar
Yeah you're running but you will not get to far

Mommas' up the river
Daddy's in a jar
She said she might get out some day
Then she'll buy a car
Head out to the country
Forget about the day
Daddy tried to hit her and she blew his ass away
Daddy tried to hit her and she blew his ass away